Be OR and her Servant ==>
COR: ddo you see kitty, levita?
CLW: ~ no misstressss ~
CLW: ~ and you sshouldn't call me that yet ~
CLW: ~ i am not yet worthy of a name ~
COR: ii'm the empress, right?
CLW: ~ of coursse misstressss ~
COR: tthen whatever i say goes, right? >)
CLW: ~ alwayss, misstressss! ~
COR: tthen i'll call you by your name, silly.
CLW: ~ itss not my name yet ~
COR: nno arguing! ii'm calling you levita and that's final! hheehee.
CLW: ~ oh yess misstressss! my ssinceresst apologiess! ~
COR: uuh.
COR: ffor what?
CLW: ~ for arguing with you! ~
COR: eer.
COR: ooh.
COR: uuh.
COR: aall is forgiven.
CLW: ~ that issn't proper! ~
CLW: ~ i keep telling you ~
CLW: ~ i sshould be punisshed appropriately then! ~
COR: ...ookay.
COR: uum.
Anilin paps Levita on the nose with her hand, very lightly and awkwardly. Levita can barely feel it, but blushes purple.
COR: tthere.
COR: ddone.
CLW: ~ that wassn't nearly hard enough ~
CLW: ~ arguing with the empressss desservess a much more ssevere punisshment! ~
COR: ...
COR: ooh, hey, look, you're arguing again!
COR: sso uh.
COR: sstop that.
CLW: ~ ssssorry! ~
COR: yyour punishment is, uh...
COR: tthat you will not be punished!
CLW: ~ yess misstressss! ~
COR: nno arguing, right?
CLW: ~ of coursse not, misstressss! ~
COR: ggood!
COR: gglub gglub
CLW: ~ glub ~
COR: yyou seem nervous today.
COR: ...mmore so than normal.
COR: wwhich is saying something.
CLW: ~ itss not my place to sspeak, misstressss! ~
COR: ...
COR: yyou have permission.
COR: iin fact the empress commands you to speak!
CLW: ~ yess misstressss ~
CLW: ~ i don't think we sshould be up here with the peassantbloodss ~
CLW: ~ they do not desserve to bassk in your beauty ~
COR: eeh, it's fine.
CLW: ~ yess misstressss ~
COR: aanything else?
CLW: ~ forgive me for ssaying thiss misstressss! ~
CLW: ~ and feel free to punissh me ~
COR: nno.
CLW: ~ but ~
CLW: ~ i dont undersstand why you inssisst on purssuing thiss ~
CLW: ~ sslumblood ass a breeding mate ~
COR: ddon't call kitty a slumblood!
CLW: ~ ...yess misstressss ~
CLW: ~ ssorry ~
CLW: ~ i sshould not have ssaid anything ~
COR: iit's okay!
COR: gglub gglub
CLW: ~ glub ~
COR: ii'm just not...
COR: iinterested in any of them!
CLW: ~ then sshe sshould know her place ~
CLW: ~ sshe hass no right to refusse the gift of your pity. not once you are both of age ~
COR: sshe has to decide that on her own, levita!
COR: wwe can't force her into it.
CLW: ~ yess we can ~
COR: nno.
COR: wwe can't.
CLW: ~ ... ~
CLW: ~ i wass arguing again ~
COR: yyes.
CLW: ~ ssorry ~
COR: ooh, hey, look!
COR: iit's DT!
CLW: ~ it iss? ~
CLW: ~ where? ~
COR: rright there!
CLW: ~ oh ~
CLW: ~ i ssee him ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
COR: ssomething wrong? >)
CLW: ~ n-nothing misstressss ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
COR: llet's go say hi!
COR: hhopefully he's not still mad about me trying to kill him.
CLW: ~ what? ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ i wassn't paying attention ~
CLW: ~ ssorry misstressss ~
COR: iit wasn't important!
COR: ii'm sure he'll be happy to see us!
CLW: ~ i hope sso misstressss ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
Character Select ==>
DT and OR?
FE!!, CT, and TM?
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> Derpsea and oceanDerping!
deepThroat and oralRelations.
DT and OR
same.
>deepThroat and oralRelations.
CDT: oh cod
CDT: oh cod oh cod
CDT: theyyre coming
CKD: um
CKD: i think
CKD: im gonna
CKD: go sit over in the corner
CKD: moo
CKD: x_o
COR: hhey brother!
COR: gglub gglub!
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: um
CDT: heyy sis
CDT: heyy lw
CLW: ~ glub ~
CAF: Heh heh.
COR: hhow are you?
CDT: f-fine
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: yy-yyou?
COR: ii'm okay.
CDT: g-good
CDT: and yyou lw?
CLW: ~ i am not worthy ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: uh
CDT: okayy
CDT: yyou dont need to talk to me like that
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ i ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: um
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: getting a bit weird
CLW: ~ ssorry ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ would you like to punissh me ~
CDT: ...um
CDT: no
CDT: not reallyy
CLW: ~ glub ~
CWK: ...
CWK: Is she going to start sweating?
CAF: Probabrrly.
COR: sso, uh.
COR: hhey, sorry about the
COR: uuh
COR: tthing.
COR: wwith the freaking out.
CDT: oh
CDT: uh
CDT: okayy
CLW: ~ um ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ you musst ~
CLW: ~ accept her ~
CLW: ~ apology ~
CLW: ~ ssir ~
CLW: ~ i mean ~
CLW: ~ uh ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: er
CDT: okayy
CDT: whatever
CDT: apologyy accepted
CWK: ...
CWK: Ugh...
COR: ookay, cool.
COR: ddidn't mean to, uh.
COR: ddo the
COR: aattempted murdery thing.
COR: jjust hormones.
COR: aand all.
COR: yyou know how it is.
CDT: i do?
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ um ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ yessssssssss you do ~
CDT: ...uh...huh
CAF: Does she arrlways do that?
CWK: Yes.
CWK: Unfortunately.
CAF: Good rrlord.
CAF: She's so obvious.
CDT: is lw all right?
COR: sshe's fine!
COR: jjust nervous.
CDT: more than usual
COR: wwell yeah!
COR: tthat's probably because she's around you or something.
CDT: what?
CDT: whyy would being around me do that
COR: ...
CAF: Horrly shit he's obrrlivious.
CWK: ...I guess.
CAF: I mean, sure.
CAF: I'd hit that.
CAF: If he had harrlf a brain.
CWK: ...Um.
CWK: Okay.
CLW: ~ glub ~
CDT: well anyywayy
CDT: its
CDT: uh
CDT: nice seeing yyou both
COR: gglub gglub!
OR suddenly hugs DT tightly. WK looks away, awkwardly. After a few awkward moments - with DT somewhat terrified that OR might snap his neck - she finally lets go. DT turns his attention to LW.
CDT: uh
CDT: nice seeing yyou too lw
Levita turns a dark, "low" purple, staring at the ground and making embarrassed, flustered glubs. WK blushes as well. She and AF both roll their eyes.
DT decides to awkwardly pat her on the head, not really comfortable with this whole hemospectrum thing.
CLW: ~ oh ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ i'm not worthy ~
CDT: ...
CDT: of head patting
CLW: ~ n-no ~
CLW: ~ not from y-you ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ glub ~
CLW: ~ oh my ~
CDT: ...
CDT: uhhhh
CDT: not sure whats
CDT: going on there
CDT: but i think thats enough head patting for now
CLW: ~ a-assssssssss you wissssssssh ~
DT frowns as he stops the head pats, making a note that he should probably wash his hands later. What the hell. You just pat someone on the head and they start making glubs and other weird noises? Levita's fuckin weird.
CWK: ...I think I'm going to go back home.
CWK: Maybe work at home a little while you're gone.
CDT: i guess i cant stop yyou
CDT: but its reallyy not necessaryy
CDT: everyyone deserves a vacation
CWK: Thank you, sir.
CWK: But I'd rather work.
CDT: well
CDT: okayy
CDT: if yyou sayy so
CWK: Thank you, sir.
CDT: um
CDT: yyes
CDT: see yyou when i get back
CWK: Yes, sir.
CWK: Good bye.
CWK: Have a safe trip.
CDT: byyyye
CWK ceased responding to memo.
CAF: Aww.
CAF: Now who wirrlrrl I have to make uncomfortabrrle comments to.
CDT: huh
CAF: Nothing.
CAF: Wait no.
CAF: Take it off, Derpsea!
CDT: what
CLW: ~ glub ~
COR: hheehee.
Character Select ==>
...You guess you can only choose FE, CT, TM, and gang now. Huh.
Oh well.
You suppose you'll get to that in the next update.
...Man! Unsupervised eleven year olds that have never had sex and don't have parents but have watched a lot of television and read a lot of books sure do make a lot of dirty jokes! This is probably why society shouldn't be founded by thirteen year olds.
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GET ON WITH IT ==>
CCT: hey Sassacre
CCT: Are you feeling all righ+?
CFE: I'll be...Fine!!
CTM: ==# you're, uh, sure about, uh, right?
CFE: Yes!!
CFE: I'll bounce back from this!!
CFE: I always do!!
CCT: okay.
CCT: good.
CTM: ==# i think it was a bit of a, um, shock to all of us!
CFE: Heh!!
CFE: Bit of an understatement!!
CFE: She blew Kitty's arm off!!
CFE: I don't know what to think!!
CFE: She seemed like such a sweet gal!!
CFE: How the dickens am I supposed to respond to that!!
CTM: ==# i dunno!
CCT: helpful, +esla!
CTM: ==# sorry.
CFE: I just...
CFE: I really liked her!!
CFE: I did!!
CCT: I know, dude.
CCT: I know.
CCT: Jus+ keep moving on, I guess.
CTM: ==# yeah...
CCT: Maybe i+ was a one +ime +hing. Or maybe you'll find someone else.
CFE: That's...Surprisingly wise of you, CT!!
CCT: ...wha+'s +ha+ supposed +o mean?
CTM: ==# ...oh, hey look! it's Lalonde!
She waves as she arrives, going to hug FE and TM lightly.
CBM: hey roomies!!!
CBM: ...
CBM: *Hello, roommates.
CCT: Hey Lalonde!
CFE: Hey Lalonde!!
CTM: ==# hey lalonde!
CBM: <)(>
CBM: What's up?
CCT: hey baby. no+ much wi+h +he Alber+man, bu+ you're looking fiiii-
CBM: Bugger off.
CCT: ...
CTM: ==# so, uh, yeah
CTM: ==# things have been okay
CTM: ==# ...
CTM: ==# okay, not really.
CFE: ...Yeah.
CBM: ...What happened?
They then proceed to tell her pretty much everything that has happened to them both in the past twenty four hours.
CBM: ...
She responds with a rather painful looking but well-deserved FACEPALM.
CBM: While I am sorry to hear about what happened to your "girlfriends".
CBM: And I will send FA my condolences, I suppose.
CBM: You guys don't need to be worrying about relationships right now anyway.
CBM: Of course you're going to get hurt if you do.
CBM: I'm not even sure I'm going to worry about relationships at all! They seem messy.
CBM: This isn't really helping.
CTM: ==# ...
CBM: Just stay away from them for a while, okay? They seem rather...dangerous.
CFE: ...
CTM: ==# ...
CBM: Sigh.
CBM: Just try not to get yourselves hurt.
CCT: uh...
CCT: Fishy Princess aler+.
CFE: ...
CTM: ==# oh.
CTM: ==# uh.
CTM: ==# why don't we go ahead and get on the bus, then?
CCT: sounds like a good idea.
CBM: I'll come with you. Until they kick me off!!!
CBM: *off.
As they head onto the bus, more people approach!
From the southeast, AP appears to be approaching with IS, GE, and RV in tow. Further behind, PI approaches...Alone. And even further away, FA and LE finally make their approach. HP remains nowhere to be found.
It doesn't matter right now. You are now none of these people. But who are you?
We should probably start off with the "Where are you", however. As you are apparently not part of any of these groups! You're not one of the adults either. And you sure as hell aren't the cheerful driver. You're not even draconicMachine.
If one were to stand in the street around the Court, more precisely in front of the bus, and if they were to look straight up at the Court, they might notice a lone figure standing - nay, perching - on top of the building, looking down. You know, if they really squinted hard.
In fact, were any of our protagonists, and indeed a whiny antagonist or two, to look up at the rooftops or check in the air vents, they likely would have seen you. Or if not necessarily actually saw you, they would have caught the barest of glimpses of a Nepeta fleeing. You are rather FAST, and know all the SHORTCUTS most people aren't willing to take. Like through the SEWERS, for example.
You are, in fact, a rather ACCOMPLISHED SHIPPER, and fairly DEDICATED at that. It's like you have a SIXTH SENSE for SHIPS. Wherever two NOOKSNIFFERS give each other GODDAMN GOOGLY EYES, you'll be there. Wherever SOME FUCKASS should KISS THE GIRL ALREADY, you'll be there. Wherever EVERYONE CAN FUCKING SEE IT, FUCK ALREADY, you'll be...There, you guess. You're not really sure what the word FUCK means yet, you just know that your BELOVED FATHER uses it SOMETIMES.
When you aren't shipping, you live a life of NOBLE SAVAGERY. You HUNT outside THE CITY, even though you know you're NOT SUPPOSED TO. You DON'T CARE. The ADULTS just don't understand. You hunt almost all your own food. You acquire...MATERIALS to make your own CLOTHES and WEAPONS from these hunts as well. You are presently wearing a rather fetching TIGER PATTERNED CLOAK AND HEADDRESS made from 100% REAL GALLIFREYAN RAGE TIGER. Your ACTUALLY PRETTY POWERFUL BONE CLAWS are similarly carved from THE ACTUAL FUCKING BONES of the aforementioned animal. Aside from that you...Really don't wear much. Just some elementary scraps of clothing so you aren't A NAKED ELEVEN YEAR OLD, THAT WOULD BE AWKWARD. You are pretty much always barefoot. Er, BAREPAW.
You have an UNFORTUNATE TENDENCY to COVER YOURSELF IN SCARS so as to appear more TIGRESS LIKE after after the animal you model yourself as. Since you have CANDY RED BLOOD, this produces something of a...MORE DISTURBING EFFECT than you intended. Just as well. You are ACTUALLY PRETTY SCARY IN COMBAT.
You have a tendency to XO SHOUT CONSTANTLY LIKE YOUR BELOVED FATHER. CRAB DAD BEST DAD. You are also quite fond of INSULTS, though due to inexperience you are NOT AS GOOD AS KARKAT at them and have a tendency to REPEAT A FEW OF HIS MORE FAMOUS ONES ENDLESSLY, FUCKASS. You may be something of a FANGIRL. Your most CHERISHED ONE TRUE PAIRING is KarkatNepeta. Of course it is. After all, you were the Karkat/Nepeta kid trying to get Karkat's attention all the way back in the Prologue during that ICE CREAM RIOT.
Oh, and your chat handle is vocalTigress, you guess. You don't really do a lot of online chatting outside of updating your ships, though.
Speaking of ships, it's been a very fascinating day for them! You are presently sitting on the roof, your PILE OF SHIPPING CHARTS out. You are paying careful attention to a few right now.
You have just marked a RED HEART where draconicMachine and dimensionalRip meet on one of your CHARTS. You had to really THINK ABOUT IT for a while, but you're pretty sure it's RED BOTH WAYS, albeit IN DENIAL. You're going to continue keeping a CLOSE EYE ON IT, although you have to admit that a WILD CARD has been introduced in the form of ruthlessDarwinist. You mark a BLACK SPADE between her and DR, followed by a question mark.
The rest have been EVEN MORE COMPLEX. There's a ENORMOUS PILEUP of OBLIVIOUS and POSSIBLY UNREQUITED SHIPS in the general vicinity of deepseaTyphoon. That guys like a BLACK HOLE where RELATIONSHIPS INVOLVING HIM GO TO DIE.
And then there's the GODDAMN CLUSTERFUCK with "Kitty", Tesla, Sassacre, and the "Empress". It's so FUCKING FRUSTRATING. You were CERTAIN you had it ALL FIGURED OUT. FATM. FA
OR. OR
FE. And then...all that GODDAMN BULLSHIT had to happen, and now you're NOT SURE WHAT TO THINK. FA
OR? But if that's true, then what of TM and FE? TM
FE? TM
OR? FE
FA? TM
FA
OR perhaps? It's all DRIVING YOU INSANE.
At any rate, it is a SUNNY AFTERNOON. Below, you can hear your DEAR FATHER complaining about SOMETHING OR ANOTHER while OTHER KIDS gather for some kind of TRIP that you're a LITTLE PISSED about not being INVITED ON. More importantly, you would really, really, really like to get your father's attention! The only question is...How?
What will you do?
>VT: Throw something, make some noise!
Made my day.There's a ENORMOUS PILEUP of OBLIVIOUS and POSSIBLY UNREQUITED SHIPS in the general vicinity of deepseaTyphoon. That guys like a BLACK HOLE where RELATIONSHIPS INVOLVING HIM GO TO DIE.
>Pouncegreet. By jumping on a telephone wire and rappelling down.
> VT: Pouncegreet!
> VT: And think of a way to sneak on the bus when the adults aren't looking! Maybe cling to the top or bottom of it!
>Pouncegreet him while unleashing your least insulting and slightly adorable battlecry, which you may or may not have had since you were little.
>Also, cling to the top of the bus later without being noticed, in order to join the group. You are the ceiling cat, it is you.
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GALLIFREYAN RAGE TIGER IS BEST RAGE TIGER
INTERCESSION: A FAN ADVENTURE on the forum, on the Mirror, and on Tumblr
The Eighth Day, a fledgling fan adventure by RJE!
HAVE YOU SEEN MAH RAYG TIY GUH?!
>VT: Roar out that intricate combination of original and derivative insults that you've been carefully crafting over the last few years.
>VT: do what all cats do when they want attention. Rub up against his leg and meow alot until he picks you up. XO MEOW
Quotes: (Because we all have them.)
VT: Roar in the concretejungle to establish dominance of prey
VT: Glide like some sort of tigerbatgirl and land your PRECIOUS FATHERS shoulders
Also it's doubtful anyone remembers/cares my updating time was so shitty but hey that A--ltStuck thing is updating again.
I'm not dead, updating's just been delayed again, this time because of the Old Republic beta.
That is also why I'm not on pesterchum.
That and I had to get rid of a virus, but said virus is gone now.
HALF Adventures: A science fiction satirical serial novel.
: Interactive Post-Apocalyptic Noir Science Fantasy Novel
DESIGNATION: ξ - δ - Corporate funded adventures.
Yay!