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Thread: Trog's Tavern CLIII
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2018-09-03, 09:36 PM (ISO 8601)
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Originally Posted by William Shakespeare, King Lear, IV.i.46Originally Posted by Howard Tayler
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2018-09-04, 01:26 AM (ISO 8601)
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The enormous humanoid chuckles darkly, sipping once more at his drink before setting it down as delicately as possible. "First year is the hardest. It's admirable, though. What yer trying. Good first step." He purses his scarred lips together before leaning forward, causing the chair to creak noisily beneath him, an aggravating sound which results in a grimace to form across the faces of each of the apparently sentient severed heads at his belt.
He stares deep into his drink for a few seconds, blazing eyes narrowed as he does so.
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When he's finished, he leans back, crossing his bulky arms over his enormous chest.
"I remember when I was just starting."
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2018-09-04, 10:38 AM (ISO 8601)
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Grammer is my declared deadly enemy!
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2018-09-04, 12:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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Calm Reed is... well, calm, but underneath the facade she is not happy to be ignored entirely. Even less so by the hideous man's clear implications.
"Let me guess. You are also a flesh-eater, but one who's survived far longer. And now you're here to give... advice to a fellow afflicted person? Or tell her about her grim future?"My FFRP characters. Avatar by Ashen Lilies. Sigatars by Ashen Lilies, Gullara and Purple Eagle.
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2018-09-04, 05:19 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Well, Bob has some quest where he wants me to kill all demons, undead, and fey I see. Something about wanting to extinguish unnatural organisms. In return for me doing that, he lets me do whatever I want with his powers as long as it doesn't contradict with his quest." He gulps down some of his drink. "It's a pretty sweet deal."
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2018-09-04, 09:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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"I'd be careful if I were you, there's a lot of fey and undead here, and they might not take kindly to that." Erasmus' tone sounds like he wouldn't really care if Lynx were to kill a bunch of fey and undead, but that he's worried Lynx will be killed trying to do so.
Awesome avatar (Kothar, paladin of Tlacua) by Linkele!
Originally Posted by William Shakespeare, King Lear, IV.i.46Originally Posted by Howard Tayler
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2018-09-04, 10:07 PM (ISO 8601)
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My avatar was done by Gullara. Thanks again!
"If you meet a spirit walking,
Incline your head.
Do not meet their gaze.
Do not follow after."
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2018-09-05, 05:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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Lynx, in the middle of drinking, spits his drink back into it's cup, saying, "****, really? That must be wh-" Nox takes over and says, "Point me in their direction and I shall slay them." Lynx comes back and yells at his cane. "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS CUT ME OFF?!" He takes a deep breath and slowly says, "That must be why he keeps mentally poking me. Can you tell how powerful they are from a distance?"
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2018-09-05, 08:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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Even as she thinks that, Poirot crunches a corner of the bag to the sound of a breaking vial. Something clear, oily and smelling vaguely of licorice leaks out and gets all over his hand.
"Eugh! What is..."
He releases his grip on the bag as he examines his stained, twitching hand. It's already stiffened into a pale claw. The man's beady eyes light up in panic. "Mon dieu, it's gone numb! I think it's spreading! What did you do?!"Avatar by the Ninja Chocobo.
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2018-09-05, 10:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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"No, I cannot, and in any case, I don't think that's wise. This place operates on different rules, and your traditional enemies may not be as hostile as you expect." Erasmus specifically thinks back to the reformed demon he met a few months ago, and intentionally does not glance toward any clearly undead patrons currently in the bar right now.
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Originally Posted by William Shakespeare, King Lear, IV.i.46Originally Posted by Howard Tayler
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2018-09-05, 11:26 PM (ISO 8601)
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Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun
"...Uh huh," Saint Lazarus answers, arms crossed and skepticism at an all-time high. This bundle of scars and creepy grossness thinks he can be helpful mentor figure guy? Ick, no. We're not going down that road, we're not taking the path that leads to us wearing living heads dangling from our hip. No thank you, Saint Lazarus is...well, maybe not exactly an actual saint, but certainly a better person than the sort who keeps those kinds of macabre trophies this guy has all over him. Afternoon snacks, maybe? Eeurgh.
"Calm Reed, I've changed my mind. Forget MERC, I'm going with you to VIGIL. If you want to see what a hideous mess is hiding under this helmet, I'll show you that, too." She'll do anything to feel like she's not headed down the same road as this gigantic corpse demon dude, apparently.
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2018-09-06, 07:26 AM (ISO 8601)
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Calm Reed smiles slightly at St. Lazarus' resolution. Seems like she's determined not to let her disease consume her, which is respectable. Though there's still the question of what to do about the... creature in front of them.
"Good choice. I would hope Vigil has a better chance of helping you endure your disease without killing or desecrating corpses."My FFRP characters. Avatar by Ashen Lilies. Sigatars by Ashen Lilies, Gullara and Purple Eagle.
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2018-09-06, 11:46 AM (ISO 8601)
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As Lazarus responds, Arbrim reaches for the large black canister at his belt, setting it down upon the table before him. The bounty-hunter snaps off the jar's filthy lid, breathing in the disgusting stench which wafts forth. The undead raises the lid of foul black liquid to his mouth, slurping vigorously of the jar's nauseating contents. Once his maimed lips disturb the rancid, curdled fluid, a bubble previously trapped within the thick, churning substance contained within the jar rises to the top of the liquid and bursts, piercing the thin skin of congealing toxins that had been previously keeping the substance's dire smell in relative check.
In one go, Arbrim downs the repugnant elixir, shivering as each and every gelatinized glop of revoltingly questionable fluid cascades down his throat.
"Been flesh-free fifteen years now."
He glances towards Calm Reed, eyes narrowing beneath his shades.
"Advice, yeah. I know a guy."
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At that, he sets a card down upon the table.
"Not an easy road ahead. Worth it in the end."Last edited by Hattish Thing; 2018-09-06 at 11:47 AM.
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2018-09-06, 03:29 PM (ISO 8601)
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Into the tavern walks a female figure. She is very awkward, lifting her feet a little too high with every step. Almost as if she were a puppet, although no strings are visible.
She is made of wood, with well crafted joints at elbow and knee. Woollen hair hangs to elbow length, brown in colour. She is wearing a simple green top, and a knee length black skirt with side pockets. Her garments appear to have been hand stitched. Her carved feet are bare, with painted red toenails.
Her eyes are painted green, with rosy pink circles on her cheeks and red painted lips. Her eyes and mouth would move on the surface of the wood if she were to speak, very disconcerting to see - after a while of watching it, it becomes less creepy.
The puppet-girl, upon entering the tavern, takes a seat at a table near the door, so she can watch who leaves and enters. Her eyes say she wants to make conversation, however her body language tells a different story; her arms are folded in front of her flat wooden chest. It is as though her body is not obeying what her mind wants her to do - she wishes she looked a little more approachable.
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2018-09-06, 04:21 PM (ISO 8601)
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Into the tavern walks a slight androgynous figure. Shi moves unusually, jerkily1, though not so far as to boast a wind-up key in one's back.
Shi's made of metal, or glass, or something in-between2 a lovely almost-radiant silver. Except the red hair3, which seems perfectly ordinary. The outfit is no less unusual, shirt and trousers with the color and fuzzy texture of clouds, and a collar of green feathers. Slung over hir shoulder is a bone-handled sword4 and on hir belt5, a matching knife. Any eyes that might be in that head are concealed behind bug-eyed brass goggles.
Straight-away, shi slides into the booth with the puppet girl. "Looking for someone? Me?"
1 - These limbs moved by gears and motors move differently than those animated by muscle and bone. They start and stop suddenly, swinging into position and locking there as the rest of the body move around to match.
2 - it's mithril, if you want to be particular.
3 - done in a french braid, but with many a strand going astray.
4 - a katana, I'm forced to say.
5 - which also holds a miniature skull, a magic wand, a swiss army knife, a flashlight, and other sundry tools.
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2018-09-06, 04:31 PM (ISO 8601)
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'I like your outfit. And your skin is pretty.' blurts out the puppet-girl.
She frowns, an odd expression on her puppet face, before introducing herself.
'Whoops, sorry. Thought that out loud! Uh, my name is Melanie. And you could just be who I'm looking for.'
Melanie struggles to bring a carved wooden hand, with articulated fingers, forward for a handshake, if Shi will accept it. It is as if there is a puppet master whose control Melanie must overcome to complete the action; it is obvious that it has taken a significant amount of effort to offer the handshake. Melanie's other arm remains against her chest; she only fought to move the one arm/hand.
Melanie is smilling in a friendly way, although that may be lost with her harsh red painted lips and bright pink circles of cheeks; her painted eyes, at least, are welcoming.
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2018-09-06, 04:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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Lynx nods. "That's what I keep telling Bob, but he refuses to believe it." Once more, Nox takes control. "Nonsense. They may not be overtly hostile toward me, but they are unnatural, and so are a threat to all life." Lynx comes back and drops his head in his hands. He's silent, and seems...broken, somehow.
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2018-09-07, 12:17 AM (ISO 8601)
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Saint Lazarus looks more than a little uncomfortable as she accepts the man's card. Whatever the creepy advice guy has, it's almost certainly not what she does. If she stops eating flesh, what happens to her is the same thing that happens to everyone else who chooses to stop eating. It would be nice, if it were just an addiction, if she could just quit human flesh and go vegetarian and eat soy human or something. There was an early period with a lot of vomiting and pain where she felt the need to test out exactly those kinds of ideas, to see if pig flesh was close enough to longpork, or if MagCorp had a cloned meat business for people like her. Unfortunately, no, they did not.
"I'll uhh...I'll look into that, thanks." No, she absolutely won't. In fact, she's already trying to figure out her next meal plan. Sneak into Riverside and try to run off with a war casualty's arm? Carve up some gangers in Inside's slums? Kill a slaver in Skyside, possibly? Nobody would dare call her out on eating a slaver, right?
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2018-09-07, 08:48 AM (ISO 8601)
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Most puppets, you know, they're creepy because they're almost humanlike but not quite. This one, it's climbed up out of the uncanny valley, and then fallen off an uncanny cliff on the far side of the mountain. Lips talking but not while attached to a mouth? What an idea.
The newcomer smiles coyly at the compliment, and reaches out to shake Melanie's hand.1
"I'm Chevin. Wonderful to meet you," shi says, despite how ominous the puppet's greeting was. Trying to think back, does she remember (or preremember) a conflicted puppet Melanie? Ah, it's such a common name. Can't recall.
"You seem to be of two minds about meeting me." What's up with that? If not for the handshake, Chevin might have guessed that she was only the painted face, and not the puppet. But now, that can't be right.
1 - Only four fingers, and it's not that one is missing. There were only ever four fingers on these hands.
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2018-09-07, 12:57 PM (ISO 8601)
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(It's all painted on, its like the paint of her mouth itself moves as Melanie speaks. Melanie is new around here)
'It's a bit of a story, but simply put, I am just a puppet. I have limited control, because I am not the one who pulls the strings.'
Melanie frowns again, as her posture gets less welcoming, out of her control. Methinks I've said too much. The puppet master doesn't like me to speak of it. But I guess if he controlled me a little better, it wouldn't be so obvious.'
At her last sentence, she lurches up from the table, and collapses in a heap on the floor. (exactly like a puppet thrown down in anger!) 'Ooof. As you can tell, the puppet master can get pretty grouchy.'
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2018-09-07, 01:07 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Well, it can't be easy, practicing puppetry when your puppets insult you."
Chevin laughs at Melanie's response to being thrown aside. Shi can't help it. The spectacle is just too absurd. To make up for this, shi goes to help the puppet back into her seat.
"I'm sorry. So what's the story that leads to you being able to talk?"
"Would you like a drink? It seems like you probably don't drink, but if you do, it's on me."
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2018-09-07, 01:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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'Well, when I first got trapped as a puppet, I could just think. Then I could gradually think louder and louder, until one day I managed to speak. Since then, I've slowly been gaining more and more control. I would like full control though, to stop me falling on the ground like that!'
Melanie smiles as she continues, 'I don't drink, you're right about that. Thanks for helping me up. I'd love to sit with you while you drink though.'
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2018-09-07, 02:26 PM (ISO 8601)
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My FFRP characters. Avatar by Ashen Lilies. Sigatars by Ashen Lilies, Gullara and Purple Eagle.
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2018-09-08, 12:15 PM (ISO 8601)
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2018-09-08, 01:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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'Aha, it's perhaps not the great tale you're expecting. I was close to death, and to preserve my life, made a deal to, uh, save my body. What I didn't realise was part of the deal, was that my body would be transformed into that of a puppet!! At that point, all I could do was think and watch as my life fell apart. I went back to my family, who disowned me calling me an abomination and scary. My mother shrieked when I greeted her. The puppet master used to control my voice; I'm sure my voice with a puppet's body is what scared my mother. At least the words that come out of my mouth are my own now, but it sure would be nice to be made of skin and bone again.'
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2018-09-08, 01:42 PM (ISO 8601)
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"I'm sorry about your family." Chevin trails off for a moment, lifting a hand to look at the biomechanical fingers.
"Mine would probably say the same thing about me. Perhaps it's lucky that they are very far away."
Shi shrugs.
"It certainly sounds like you got the worse end of the deal. It's no kind of life to be stuck without moving or even speaking, right? And now you've escape the puppetteer?"
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2018-09-08, 01:58 PM (ISO 8601)
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'Hmm.' Melanie pauses for thought, before replying, 'Well, I haven't escaped yet. You see, the puppet master always knows where I am. And he still controls my movement most of the time. But perhaps a wizard or someone would be able to sort this whole situation out for me, give me control. Puppet master wouldn't just let me do that so easily though. I'd have to be sneaky.'
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2018-09-08, 06:49 PM (ISO 8601)
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Awesome avatar (Kothar, paladin of Tlacua) by Linkele!
Originally Posted by William Shakespeare, King Lear, IV.i.46Originally Posted by Howard Tayler
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2018-09-09, 01:25 PM (ISO 8601)
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Lynx speaks into his hands, making his words slightly muffled. "I just...I hate having to restrain him. I hate having to make sure he doesn't kill good people. I worry that, when he takes control, I'll do unforgivable things." He shakes his head a little and sighs. "The only way to guarantee that he doesn't take control is to get stumbling drunk or take something illegal. That makes me worry that I'll lose control and not remember it in the morning." He looks up at Erasmus and quietly says, "There's no way for me to win."
Last edited by CosmicHobbit; 2018-09-09 at 01:25 PM.
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2018-09-09, 08:06 PM (ISO 8601)
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Chevin's unusual drink arrives, and shi gulps down quite a bit of it right away, splashing a bit on hir goggles, which then has to be cleaned away.
"I know a wizard or two - no magic anything myself - if only! But maybe I could look into it anyway. Can he hear us right now? That would make it...a lot more complicated."