So cute and so nice. Also, that's a really interesting gryphon mix.
Loving this adventure so far! +1 reader
>Jay: Be interrupted in your past-seeing; it seems like Jack has finally woken up!
Dude, just joking. DON'T SAD FACE ME MANG!
HOW DO YOU MAKE THINGS LOOK SO CUTE.
YOU MUST TELL ME YOUR SECRET.
In my spare time I like to revive extinct animals, but then I kill them for exotic cuisine!
You're far enough away that your instincts to run have quieted down. You're now close to the forest where Jack was supposed to go in the first place with the group. That elf boy has already departed, having chosen to go on ahead of the pair on your back. You consider carrying them the rest of the way, they're so light when you're this size that it wouldn't be any trouble at all. There's a smell though that's caught your attention. A lovely, cheesey breeze beckons you from yonder kitchen. Oh! You love cheese!
You love cheese! Oh you do, you do!
Maisie: Let her go Jack. She's already done so much, a little time for herself never hurt.
Jack: I- I... Yeah. Sure. Heh heh. Yeah. You're right, the woods are safe enough we don't need her.
Maisie: Don't worry, we can handle ourselves in the forest just fine. Let's go.
That girl is so handy to have around. You know Jack'll be fine while you go get yourself something to nibble on. Why, you can take your time and enjoy your meal without a care in the world if you'd like.
You arrive at the kitchen and grab yourself a wheel of the newest swiss your Master's Master brought home. Nobody eats the stuff you're certain and that's okay with you! The soft, holey goodness is all for you and every nibble is better than the last. An hour must have passed since you started and now not even a crumb is left. With a full belly you scamper off back to Jack.
Forests are creepy pretty places, and this one can be extra creepy even if it gives you lots of cozy hidey holes to duck into. Even with all the ducking, darting, and weaving through the thicket you'll never get lost. You can always find your master without any trouble. There he is in the clearing you've come to over and over, every month since day one. Peeking out the thicket you see the flickering light of a candle and three people you've come to know over time.
Even you master's rival can't be angry right now. They just sit there on the ground silent, reflecting, clinging to each other. The cycle begins anew. You wonder if this is the time they come to the epiphany that they're stronger together than separate. They haven't yet and it's been years. People are so complicated. You're glad vermin know better than to be so overly complex. Still, if they weren't people wouldn't be so fun to watch!
You scamper closer. This silence seems sacred but something seems odd right now.
A dream? No, no a memory. You're in your comfy nest awaiting summoning. That's odd. You don't remember being unsummoned. The last thing you recall actually is chewing on the elf boy's cape. What happened? Nothing worth remembering? You should see what Jack is doing right now. Perhaps he finished his research!
There's a new, strange door! Master got another summon! Your whiskers twitch in vermin curiosity. You'll have to peek in there after a quick check on the scry pool. How handy is that? When you first became a summon that pool was there and it didn't take long for you to fall in love with watching it. Hee hee! It always showed you all the delightful antics your master would get into. Just a quick peek and you'll be on your way for a looksie in the new room.
> Jay: Wake master with EXTREME JUMPJACKS
> Jack : Yell in total terror
When your day started today you didn't think something like this could ever happen. You were researching the arcane albeit in a haphazardous manner, got yourself a new summon, got into trouble with your rival, visited the apothecary cabin, got your rival's summon into trouble with your summon, and then went back to give your ungrateful rival some potions to patch himself up with. When you got there he decided to be a total ass and try to send you off far away into another realm or something via a portal. A portal, might you add, he had no idea how to use right.
One thing led to another and well, you weren't paying too much attention to much beyond the opening maw of power at your feet, either way here you are. With him. Somewhere. Your Master's summon, a Gremble, is completely discombobulated beside you. He, like you, didn't take the trip very well. You kind of want to vomit and the world won't stop spinning. Your newest addition to your little Summon family, a Maquette named Jay, hasn't moved even a little bit since you guys got here. As soon as your stomach decides where in your body it wants to settle down in you're going to gather him up and find out if he's even still alive.
You rival, Hawk, or Sir Megan Sissalot as you like to think of him as, is talking, and has been for a while. How he recovered so quickly you don't even care. You've not heard a single word that's come out of his mouth because you have a heck of a lot more pressing matters on hand. Also, you've got this really strong urge to kick his ass into next week. Gods, he won't shut up.
So now what do you do?
> Jack: Ponder Kicking Megan's ASS as soon as your stomach settles down
Suddenly color! Looks nice Squiggles
> Pet the Gremble! You're suddenly lost in a strange realm with nothing but your jerkface rival and a gaggle of summons, best to have as many of said summons on your side as possible.
> Eventually listen to whatever Hawk Megan Jerkface is droning on about, but don't let him forget that it's totally and completely his fault that you guys are stuck here.
So colorful *_* soooo nice!
>Jack: Just ignore the guy, he's more bark than bite, you've already tried being nice to him, but he doesn't even try to listen at all!
>Jay: Suddenly be laughing at something, don't bother telling your master what you just saw
>Hawk: Reprimand, everything's that buffoon Jack's fault! Make yourself leader of the troupe
>Gremble: As soon as your stomach settles, you're going to shadow contact the master. These apprentices are getting harder and harder to manage...
It doesn't take much effort to reposition the gremble onto your lap. He whines with discomfort and you instantly feel even more mad at Megan. Damn it, He should never have gotten the Master's summon into all of this. What if it's something serious? You rub the leathery skin beneath you in a soothing manner, hopefully it'll help if even a little. You really wonder what it is that's covering the creature's legs.
Jack: There, there. I know, I know. You feel horrible right now. You'll be alright. You got him sick Hawk, you're in so much trouble right now it's not even funny.
Hawk: Oh how cute. I'm talking about how we're fucking lost in an unknown realm and have to pull ourselves together if we want to have a hope in hell of going home and you are whining about the gremble? He'll be fine. He's probably just acclimating to the new realm. They're not exactly designed to hop realms without going through the shadow one first.
Jack: You're just guessing! Gods, don't you even care? Look at what all your stupid plan did! Some thing is wrong with Jay, Master's gremble is sick, and we're lost. Congratulations, you succeeded at making the worst plan ever. Now shove off!
Even if getting back is the last thing you do you want your Master right now more than anything else in the world. The whelps are fine for now but fighting. This place is off, it smells odd, it feels different. Things aren't quite the same here in ways you don't have the ability to describe. To make it worse, the stuff on you tingles unpleasantly. If there was mud or some water around you'd be wallowing in it. At the least you have your shadow and it's beckoning you to go slip into your realm and away from this place.
Oh screw that. That ignoramus is just tutting and fretting over the gremble of all things. Yes, you feel bad it's not feeling well but it was the one that messed everything up. It's own stupid fault it fell in. You tried your damnedest to keep it safe but that failed somehow. Oh well. It can go whenever it likes and you can't and it's infuriating that your stupid rival is still not paying attention to you!
Hawk: Oh ignoring me again? How quaint. Very mature of you Jack. You win at being the most useless thing here. You know what? Fine. When you choose to get it through your thick head that without me you're stuck here forevermore you can sit and wish you listened when I decided to play nice and try to work things out. I'm going and you're not welcome to follow. Enjoy your new home Jack. It wasn't very pleasant knowing you.
It's oddly easier to do color than greyscale. I just have to keep reminding myself to draw outlines. Totally using that suddenly color line. XD
> Jack: Infuse Jay with some energy. Should that not suffice, call upon your pact as you continue to shove more energy down his throat. Failing THAT, unsummon and re-summon the poor little dude.
> Jay: Dear disorder, your master was such a KLUTZ, hee hee ha ha!
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Wow, the story gets deeper and deeper.
> Jack: just where the heck did you land in anyway? The place has giant mushrooms and all but... do you think it's someplace familiar? Do you see anything that's familiar? A semblance of civilization? For that matter, you might want to examine that weird blue stuff on the gremble.
> Jack: Flip him off
> Gremble: lick that thing on your paws
>Gremble: Attempt to stand upright. You can't allow the boys to separate. They may not like each other right now, but splitting off will only make things worse.
Got around to reading your adventure. +1 fan
> Jack: Alright, Hawk has reached a new level of douche-bag status. Recommend you give him a reality check, AKA a good punch in the face.
>Summon Squeakers, we don't want to keep her hangin!
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Middle finger, punch to the face, same thing. Megan's done plenty enough today that warrants a good old fashioned fist to the face. Even if you feel like hell, you're not letting the only chance you have of going home get away especially after all he just said.
You're up on your feet. This is the last place you want to be in when there's fighting. The air is thick with hostility you can't do anything about. You whine and edge closer to the tree. If you looked down you'd see this is causing an interesting reaction to take place but you're not looking in that direction. No, your eyes are transfixed on the argument.
Jack: You don't get to have an attitude and act like I'm the one at fault here, Hawk! If it was your damned cat here all messed up from your stupid portal you wouldn't be all blasé about it. I have a perfectly good reason to be concerned and you playing your high and mighty routine right now isn't appreciated.
Hawk: You hit me! Of all the utter gall! You can't tell me what to do, I'm the one with the know how, I call the shots! You want to pretend all of this isn't your fault? Get with the times! Oh I'm sorry you can't, you messed up your memories trying to get rid of mine! YOU Jack, you were the one who wouldn't stop antagonizing me. Even when it was just the two of us left and all we had to do was prove who was the most competent. YOU kept this feud up! I did what I had to do to try and break this... this constant war that You insisted on having. Gods, right when I thought I was going to be rid of you, those two over there went and messed it all up. Sorry if I don't sympathize.
Jack:Well we're all in this mess together now and if you haven't figured it out with that vast intellect of yours we're not with our master anymore. This is an unknown world with gods knows what in it. We can't just go out alone and hope we can handle things by ourselves, that's how people get killed. Master's not coming, he's not bailing us out. It's you and me and whatever we got on hand right now. You're not going anywhere without me Hawk! Go ahead and just try it. Reality is just going to come and bite you on the ass and I'll have to bury you like we did Hannah except nobody is going to visit your grave.
Jack: If you try and run, my summon will stop you. Go ahead Hawk, push me some more. You'll not like the result.
Retrospectively, you're really glad this worked. Half a mana point well spent. Squeakers seems to have come over just fine, and summoning her seemed to work as it does normally. Which is a relief.
Gods, why does he have to look at you like that? His victim complex is so aggravating. You can't help but feel some level of guilt anyways, though why you would you have no idea. Still, he's looking at you like you've simultaneously kicked his cat and are about to have your summon ravage him.
Jay: Hee hee hee hee ha haaaa haa. Fall on him and kiss him!
Jay! He's alive and what did he just say you should... what? From behind Jay you hear a retching noise. Oh dear.
Jay:hee hee hee. Kiss kissy kiss.
Jack: Jay's alive!? Forget Hawk, Jay's alive! Hug the little fella, the guy's alive!
Gremble: Watch for both the vermin spirit and Hawk. If either of them steps out of line, do your best to stop further bloodshed.
Hawk: Summon Soul Fish (if possible) unlock new summon