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oh my god!
Elan + Redcloak
someone is a vampire
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I really like your descriptions. :D The characterisation is good, too, and the scene is something I can imagine taking place. :) One nitpick, however, is that Miko is probably in her twenties, and Shojo was in his eighties, so probably too old to be her father. Him being her grandfather, on the other hand, I would totally buy.
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Yay! I've got tomorrow off from school! *noisemakers*
And I finally found the cable to my scanner, so I have another picture. This is my interpretation of V and Redcloak's daughter, drawn as an adult. Her skin should be less green than it is, but I digress. Comments?
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EDIT NUMERO DOS: Again, the stories continue to be awesomesauce.Last edited by Meg; 2009-10-22 at 04:09 PM.
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It's been a bit, GitP. If you're reading this, you're either digging through old stuff, or I've posted for the first time in forever.
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Why even bother with all these stasis and magic theories. Men can have children pretty late. James Doohan had a kid when he was 80.
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SpoilerShojo is stated by V in the preamble recap to be 72, while Miko 28. He'd have been 43-44 in that case, hardly excessive.Last edited by MReav; 2009-10-22 at 05:53 PM.
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Aw, man, how much awesome stuff have I missed through not checking back in a while? Just from what I've caught on the last few pages, we have Watersmurf finishing her amazing story and giving us a one-shot that's even cuter (I can only imagine how badly poor V was embarrassed by hir parents as 50/60-year-old!), CoffeeIncluded writing heaps of adorable ficlets, HalfHalfling committing Art again (I really like short-haired young V, and ze and Kyrie are adorable as ever!) and Kaytara... oh, serious-faced little V, clutching one of hir beloved spellbooks! I love it! *melts*
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Here we go: Elan x Redcloak
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"Son of a BugBear!" Redcloak sighed. he didn't know how this had happened. He was just at a bar, drinking away his troubles with Xykon, when she came. She was lovely for a human, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. She had pale skin, long black hair, and a lovely black dress, that was a little revealing. She came and sat next to him."I'll have a double tamp on the rocks" she ordered. The bartender served her. Redcloak couldn't believe his luck. They had ordered the same drink. "So, how's it going miss?" He asked her, a little tipsy." boring" she answered, a little uninterested in the redcloaked goblinoid." Can I buy you another drink?" He asked."Sure" she answered, suddenly realizing that he was hitting on her. He did. they drank together."Hey goblin," He looked up."What's your name?" she asked. Redcloak almost squeeled this was going so well."Redcloak" he answered. "Hey Redcloak, you wanna come over to my place?" She asked. "Yes!" He answered, a little too enthusiastically."Let's go" She beckoned to him. He followed. They got on her horse, she rode in front, Redcloak hanging on at the back. They got to her house, a nice little hut type house with 3 rooms, a living room, a kitchen, and his favorite at the moment, a bedroom. She had a king sized bed in the bedroom, a couch and fireplace in the living room, and an oven in the kitchen."Wait here" she said, pointing to the couch. He sat down and waited."I'm ready!" He heard her call from the doorway. She was wearing a thin, invisible night gown over her black braw and panties. He ran over and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
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Redcloak woke up in her bed. She was asleep next to him. He was sore in the groin and in the neck.That human sure did have endurance. He slowly got out of the bed, and looked around the bedroom for his undergarments." I know what your looking for, and I,ve got them right here." she purred. Redcloak turned around. The woman had his undergarments in her hand. He took a step forward.She pulled her hand away.He looked at her, confused."there is a price for this valuable item" she said."What is it?"He asked."Another round with me" she smiled."But why?"He asked."That's my price." She said with a smirk."fine" he gave in. He got back in bed with her. An hour later, he was putting his undergarments on."Wasn't it fun?' she asked. He had to admit, he liked the price. He slowly got dressed."can you take me back to the bar? My horse is there." He asked. "fine" she said. she got dressed and took him back. He thanked her for a good time, and she left. Redcloak got back onto his horse, and left for Xykon's Castle. He got there, and climbed into his bed and went to sleep. The next morning he woke up and walked into the bathroom. He gasped. He was strangely pale, and had 2 fangs protruding from his upper lip. That woman was a vampire. And she bit him. he didn't thank her now. He covered up with a wrap, and took a walk into the cool night air. As he strolled, someone came up behind him."Hi!" Redcloak leaped around. It was that fool bard from the Order of the Stick."What do you want?!" Redcloak yelled." I think its cool that you have pointy teeth." The bard said."Really?" said Redcoak thoughtfully."yeah!" said the fool bard." You know I have to take you prisoner now."Redcloak told him."AWwwwwwwwwwwwwww! do I have t-.WAIT! I can be a hero. I'll have an oppurtunity to escape as a hero!" The fool exclaimed.Redcloak bound Elan's hands and feet, and put a gag in his mouth.Can't have him yammering on, alerting his allies. Redcloak slung Elan over his shoulder, he was surprisingly light.Redcloak took him to the castle, where he was found by Xykon."Well,well.What do we have here." The lich said thoughtfully."throw him in the prison!" redcloak took him to his cell, where he was unbound and ungagged."That skeleton was scary" Elan whispered."well you will have to get used to it, because he's like that all the time."Redcloak explained. Redcloak left the cell and closed the door. He went to his room and thought."He said he liked my fangs. No-one else will." as Redcloak brooded on his thoughts, elan was thinking. What you would have heard in his head would be a poem singin over and over to an elevator tune: Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet , and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty, and so is your head!. Elan's door opened. It was redcloak."Hi Redcloak!" Elan said. Red cloak walked in, and shut the cell door behind him."Whatcha doin?"Elan asked. Redcloak sat down, and started stripping down."What are you doing!?" When Redcloak was finished, he started on Elan."AAAAAaa!!!!""I love you." whispered Redcloak.
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OMG teh cute. I love you guys. One comment for Kaytara though - you handle faces, upper torsos and arms really, really well, but it seems as though V has no hips in that picture. Maybe just a bit wider (0.5cm on each side?) so she can bear Redcloak's child in the future?
I think I'll go doodle something now.
Edit: Uh, paragraphs? I guess my only other comment would be that the whole RC-shagging-a-vampire bit (mainly the part before the divider) could be a bit shorter, because it kind of detracts from the main part of the story. I know it's there to set up the vampire!RC scenario but it still seems kind of long and rambly.
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Edit 3: Well, I drew something based on half-halfling's thing, but it's got no faces. Or rather, I erased the faces and drew in circle-and-a-curve faces. Should I post it?Last edited by Saeyan; 2009-10-23 at 02:35 AM.
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By the way, kaytara, your Avatar's evil Muffinness is awesomesauce in a blanket.
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Yeah I knew, just commenting on muffiness, you know, the usual. I have been asked to ask if anyone would be willing to play in an evil fantasy campaign Dmed by godsown91. I of course, am joining with my drow sorcerer.
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Great pictures, guys! Really! I wish I could do half as well. :) Sadly, my talents lie solely with writing and singing.
*drools over picture*
It's great to have you back, Saeyan! Did I tell you that you would or what? What have you managed to sort through so far?
Good to have you back!
I actually specifically thought about how V turned out when trying to figure out how to portray hir parents. S/he already displayed disdain of the things hir parents made hir do (like camping) as a child, so maybe it was less a disliking of the actual activities and more of actually spending time around hir parents. I did my best to make why V would be iffy about love, affection, and sexuality after being raised by them obvious. Glad I did well. :)
Anyway, I'm not sure what I'm going to do about elf gestation period. I don't think I'm going to make it go anytime over a year long, but it's probably going to take less time than that. Four years? I love making V suffer, but speaking as someone who is probably going to have to go through this, there are some things that are just too cruel.
It's not just you. I may be partially to blame since I write with really dark tone and themes. Sometimes, my style bleeds along and infects stuff.
Speaking of which, I got the first chapter of the next story. I'm not sure how happy I am with it, but I'll let you guys help me make it better. Ta-da!
Spoiler“I’ve made my diagnosis.”
“Good.” Vaarsuvius irritably tied up a red robe, hiding a pale body from view and shivering despite the heat, brushing off stray sand grains and glaring a little at the flimsy tent surrounding them. “I still do not understand why I had to strip and allow you to touch me.”
The human cleric sighed softly, shaking her head in a very beleaguered fashion and rolling her eyes. “Believe me, it was essential.”
“Well please tell me what is wrong, prescribe the proper medication, and tell me what this costs so that I may go back about my business.”
Blackwing popped into existence on his master’s shoulder, having disappeared to avoid seeing the elf’s naked body. He gave his master an affectionate little nip on the ear, provoking a twitch from it and a half-hearted scowl from Vaarsuvius, but little else. The human woman shifted her weight, frowning. “You won’t be doing much, I hope. You’re pregnant.”
“What I do is none of your…” Vaarsuvius paused, frowning at the woman and the tenseness leaving thin shoulders. “Excuse me?”
“Pregnant. You are pregnant.”
“…” Vaarsuvius’s mouth opened to speak, then closed. Blackwing let out a loud squawk, jumping up and flapping his wings in distress, jabbering things in raven that no one wanted to understand.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Yes. I used a spell to make sure, and all of the symptoms check out. Mild cramping, backache, nausea, swollen and tender breasts—”
“I do not need my symptoms reiterated!” Vaarsuvius’s pale face flushed, reluctant to be reminded why Durkon hadn’t been the one to go to with the symptoms, and the elf lightly jumping down from the examination table. “Well, do you know where I could procure termination?”
The woman’s lips tightened a little, but she refrained from spitting out what was obviously going through her head. “I wouldn’t suggest trying to do anything here,” she said carefully, running a hand through her dull brown hair. “Your particular sub-race of high elf is rare around this area. The herbs we have for pregnancy termination are meant for humans and could be very dangerous for you to try to use—they’d be much too strong and could kill you. You can’t try a surgical procedure here because the tents don’t keep out the sand; grains could get inside you and cause a potentially fatal infection. Not even the best healer could take out every sand grain.”
“So you suggest that I travel while with child?”
“I suggest that you stay with the father until you give birth. Surely you can wait until then.”
Vaarsuvius made a quick dismissive gesture, Blackwing landing on a small shoulder with another squawk. “My business cannot wait so long, and being with the father is completely out of the question.”
“Ma’am, if you need to travel, at least inform the healer in your group that—”
“No,” the elf said bluntly. “My situation is my own business. It will not impede my performance.”
“You’ll start getting bigger, your breasts will start hurting more, your speed will diminish, your nausea can turn into out-and-out morning sickness, your back will get more pained… I am certain that this will hurt your performance. Delay the adventure or step out of it.”
“That is not an option for me.” Vaarsuvius brushed the sand off of the red robe. “Tell me how to handle the symptoms and give me your price.”
The woman sighed, closing her eyes in annoyance. “I have some prenatal vitamins that double as a treatment for the pain. Stay away from alcohol and monsters that cause paralysis, intense heat, intense cold or poison you. I hope I don’t need to tell you what an induced miscarriage can do to an elf of your build.”
“Quite honestly, I forget that I am capable of child bearing most of the time. I have never paid attention to such trivial matters.”
“It’s not trivial now. You’re too slim and physically frail to handle childbirth without the help of a healer, and an induced miscarriage would be extremely dangerous. You’re too thin and your hips are too slender—it wouldn’t pass properly and you would either tear something or get a serious infection.”
“Spare me the details, please.” Vaarsuvius scowled a little, slightly suspicious of the cleric’s motivations behind the cleric’s vehement discouragement of anything that would result in the loss of the fetus, but knowing nothing about pregnancy or the wideness or slenderness of hips, the elf had to concede without a fight. “I hardly care about infertility. It was never my intention to have children in the first place.”
“You’ll risk more than infertility, especially out in the desert. Remember the sand grains I told you about?”
“You do not need to repeat yourself. You do not want me to terminate the pregnancy, intentionally or no.” Vaarsuvius frowned, starting to pace a little. “You certainly know more about this than I, however, so I am forced to trust your advice. I shall do as you say.”
“Good. Listen, once you’re out of the desert and in a sterile hospital, you can do what you like. There isn’t a cleric’s spell for termination, but there are people who can do it manually without hurting you in hospitals. Please don’t try a home remedy.”
“Madam, I am not a fool. What else can I do to deal with the symptoms?”
The cleric frowned. “Keep a good diet. Keep a good exercise routine. Try to not exert yourself.” She turned and started rummaging in the trunks she kept in the corner of her tent. “And take these.”
She straightened and handed over a simple glass jar filled with pink capsules, devoid of a label. “These are the prenatal vitamins I was talking about. A quick tip: you might want to keep the father’s hands away from your breasts until after the birth. If they’re that tender now, you’re in for a rough ride.”
Vaarsuvius flushed, trying to ignore the twinges of pain that merely came from the robes pressing against a small chest. “I do not believe that that shall be a problem.” The elf took the vitamins carefully, putting them in a Bag of Holding attached to the inside of the red robe. “What is your price?”
“It’s free of charge when it comes to pregnancy. Personal policy.” The cleric ran a hand through her hair. “I really do think that you should tell your healer. Your hips are extremely thin and your weight is below the ideal of your gender, height, and species. Your body is going to take a beating with supporting a baby. And I urge you to tell the father.”
“Neither will know if I have any say about it.” Vaarsuvius dipped a delicate head carefully. “Thank you for your help.”
The raven still grumbling in a bird language, the elf left.
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“Pregnant? Pregnant?!”
“Blackwing, I do not want to talk about it.”
“Screw that! Vaarsuvius, this is serious!”
“I know.”
Vaarsuvius irritably wrapped the red robe tighter around a pale body, glaring at the ground. “We need to procure diamond dust for Durkon. I believe I saw a shop selling spell components this way…”
“Oh no. No. No, no, no.” Blackwing nipped the elf’s ear impatiently, almost drawing blood. “You are not changing the subject! You are not ignoring this! Hell. No.”
Vaarsuvius winced, rubbing the wounded ear. “If you are going to bite me, you are not allowed on my shoulder.”
“Stop trying to change the subject!” Blackwing nipped the elf’s finger, scraping through several layers of skin. Vaarsuvius jerked the hand back. “This is way bigger than some affair with the enemy, Vaarsuvius! You’re pregnant! Pregnant!”
“I do not need you to tell me, infernal avian!”
Vaarsuvius plucked the raven off of the little shoulder, glaring at him fiercely. “I have enough to work with presently.” The elf let the raven go. “This is a setback. I will deal with it on my own.”
“Haven’t you learned anything?! Trying to do stuff like this on your own ends up badly!”
Blackwing’s feathers were thoroughly fluffed to the point where he looked comically alike to a ball of fuzz trying to point at the elf sternly.
“This is a matter of my own body and I shall treat it as such.”
“By going crazy and running off to an island on your own to get attacked by an angry mother dragon and make a deal with fiends?”
“There are not any islands nearby, so I suppose that that is out of the question,” Vaarsuvius said dryly, walking past the bird.
“Vaarsuvius, slow down and think about this!”
“I cannot. If I start, I will not stop. It is better to ignore it and make sure that no one else knows.”
“How do you expect to hide it?!” Blackwing flew up to the elf’s shoulder again, digging his talons into the soft skin. “This is an interracial baby. You don’t know how goblin pregnancy works. What if you need to give birth before the end of the journey?”
“The likelihood of that is almost nothing, considering the complexity of goblins and elves, including the length of elven pregnancy. It could not have been shortened so much. When this fiasco with the Snarl is over, assuming that we will still exist and be rooted in the mortal world, I can simply terminate.”
Blackwing threw up his wings. “What about Durkon?! You’re going to start showing off symptoms. You’re going to eat more, trance more, need painkillers when the backaches and headaches get worse… He’s a cleric who specializes in healing for goodness’s sake! He’ll see that something’s up!”
“I will curb my increased desire to consume anything other than what I usually do and will avoid trancing any longer than eight hours. I will do my best to cope with the pain, but I doubt that Mr. Thundershield will read so far into something as simple as an increased intake of painkillers as assume that I must be in the condition I am in.”
“And the morning sickness?”
“My parent once informed me that she did not suffer from it while she was carrying me. Assuming that such things are genetic, I doubt that that will be an issue.”
“V, you’ll kill yourself like this! At the very least, you’re going to need to eat and trance a little more!” Blackwing let out an irritable squawk. “You’re going to be doing it for two, now!”
“At most, I can only be a few weeks along. I will be able to handle it without allowing too many outward signs to show.” Vaarsuvius put a lock of royal purple hair behind a pointed, twitching ear, remembering the feel of a familiar scaled hand doing the same and aching a little for its touch. The elf crushed the feeling swiftly. “Let us focus on the diamond dust.”
Blackwing huffed in irritation. “One last question before you go on your inevitable downward spiral and I’m stuck pulling you out again—you’re going to a gate. Xykon is going to go to a gate. Redcloak is going to be with Xykon. What do you say if you guys meet up at the same gate? It’s his kid, unless you’ve been doing something that I’m not aware of.”
“He is the father, I assure you.” Vaarsuvius stopped short behind a tent, frozen in place and eyes closed. Blackwing shifted nervously, tempted to ask if something was going on but somehow aware that words would shatter whatever it was the mage was doing. The elf brought one pale knuckle up and bit it hard enough to leave marks, letting out a deep breath and opening violet eyes again. “He is the father. He will not know, though. There was nothing in our affair besides passion, understanding, and lust. I doubt that he cares as much as he seems to think he does. A child would only make it even more complicated for him and myself. I will not inform him of any of this.”
“Remember that thing about ‘probability serving drama like a copper-piece harlot’? Yeah. We all know that he’s going to find out, V. And the Order, too. Rule of Drama demands it.”
Vaarsuvius lapsed into silence.
“Hide it all you want. You know I’m right. When he finds out, what are you going to say?”
The elf remained silent.
“Well?”
“Nothing.”
Blackwing frowned, letting out a confused warble from deep in his throat. “Come again?”
“Nothing. If we are in a situation where he finds out, we are also in a situation where we are fighting. The affair was just that—an affair. Nothing long or meaningful. I made a mistake and put too much trust in spells to protect me from problems such as this. He held back only once to allow me to escape. He will not do so again. If he finds out, that is another reason to kill me.” Vaarsuvius sighed softly. “I was too weak to kill him once. Even if this child is his, I will not allow myself to be so feeble-hearted again. If he finds out, nothing will change—I will try to kill him and he will try to kill me. Only one will come back this time.”
The elf straightened, brushing off the red robes and starting off again. “I have no desire to speak anymore of this.”
Blackwing let out a sigh, nipping the tip of the elf’s ear gently. “I guess I’m sticking with you through this again.”
Vaarsuvius gave the raven a quick stroke on the wing. That said more than words would.
The elf briskly walked into a magic components shop, stepping past a fat wizard with a white turban and a frog on his shoulder…
Hm. Blackwing is surprisingly hard to write in a way where he is assuredly in character. He's only interacted with others in a few strips so far, so maybe that's the issue.
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Very good. I especially like your description, very accurate.
It seems we all love to torture Vaarsuvius.
I feared for V when in Xykon's clutches, but now that she's pregnant with Redcloak's child, he'll be even madder than when she lost his phylactery.Last edited by Dark Faun; 2009-10-23 at 01:56 PM.
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Oh V. You should really start listening to Blackwing; he seems to have the highest wisdom score out of the two of you...
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Gaaah.
Well. Hm.
Well-written, certainly. :D I can practically hear V speak. Blackwing, too. You're doing a fine job of characterising him. :)
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It's been a bit, GitP. If you're reading this, you're either digging through old stuff, or I've posted for the first time in forever.
If you want to stay in touch, reach out to me on twitter (same username).
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Half-halfling, that's awesome. :D
You know what I mean. :D One does sort of come to imagine a voice and, more importantly, manner of speech based on the character's lines in the canon. What I was trying to say was that Water-Smurf's writing of V feels so natural and in-character that it reads just like as if I'm reading the comic.Last edited by Kaytara; 2009-10-23 at 07:04 PM.
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2009-10-23, 08:33 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Minnesota, ya?
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You guys are awesome. That is official.
@Water-Smurf: Well, at least V went to a doctor. I was half-expecting her to refuse to even consider seeking medical attention.
@half-halfing: Where are the gratuitous piercings? Elves have big ears, logic dictates that they should have multiple piercings.
...And that is how I met your father.
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2009-10-23, 10:28 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Maine, may it do ya fine!
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SpoilerFounder of the Oracle fanclub. To join put this into your sig and give yourself a title.
Court sorcerer of House Kato.
Tuna-preparer of the Mr. Scruffy fanclub
78% of DM's started their first campaign in a tavern. I didn't.
Magioth made my avatar!
The SECOND member of the fanclub!!!
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And the Dark Lord on his Dark Throneitp, where the shadows lie.
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2009-10-23, 11:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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Dolla dolla bill, y'allLeague of Legends S3 Ranked Challenge: 6/100 wins, Silver IV
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2009-10-24, 01:48 AM (ISO 8601)
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I didn't even see the muffin until that post.
half-halfling, that image is love. Also, for some reason the short hair is making me finally begin to see why some people think V is a girl.
And here's the faceless picture. I colored in the shadows of their noses though. Also, sorry to all the members of Team Kyrie Is A Man but I am of the firm belief that Inkyrius is female.
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The picture is kind of distorted because the camera wasn't directly above the piece of paper.
my pencil broke
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