Crack Pairings VII - Bring Bottled Water, Our Water is Spiked With Love Potion

[The Dark Fiddler]

Hello, and welcome to the seventh Crack Pairings thread. If you haven't read the previous ones yet, you can do so here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=111631), here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=125046), here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=129876), here, (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=133747) here, (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=136627) and here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=138468).

Or, if you don't wish to read through all 300 pages, here's the short version: we have a roller and some tables. You roll a pairing, and maybe a plot device, then you write it, draw it, act it out, interpretive dance it, whatever! Apparently we like this sort of thing.


Sheriff of Moddingham: ...Seriously, if you want to continue crack pairings, keep it to fictional characters and board-appropriate.

Remember this.

When posting a pairing, please at least try to do something with it. We like it when people try!

Should you wish to roll a pairing, Sgeo coded up a roller for us. (http://sgeo.diagonalfish.net/crack_pairings.htm) If you want that personal touch, go roll on the tables, or make up your own pairing!

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Tables!

Initial Table
Roll 2d6 (or more!) decide which tables to pick the characters from.

OotS Table 1
OotS Table 2
OotS Table 3
OotS Table 4
Minion List
Dead Guy List


Table 1 - By Minion992929

Roy
Durkon
Celia
Xykon
Tsukiko
Vaarsuvius
Monster in The Dark
Miko
Nale
Elan
Haley
Belkar
Lord Shojo
Redcloak
Hinjo
Daigo
Kazumi
Inkyrius
Roll again twice
Roll again and switch gender


Table 2 - By Minion 992929

The Guy with a halberd
Sarah Greenhilt
Haley's dad
Thanh
Julio Scoundrél
Mr. Rodriguez
Horace Greenhilt
Therkla
Zz'Dtri
YokYok
Leeky Windstaff
The Cliffport chief of police
Windstriker
Jirix
Lien
Argent
Yor
Roll again twice
Roll again on twice on Initial Table
Roll again and switch gender


Table 3 - By Minion992929

Soon Kim (incorporeal)
Shadowdancer
Hilgya
Dorukan
Bozzok
Crystal
Bandit King
Ancient Black Dragon
O-Chul
The Snarl
The Eye of Fear and Flame
Lord Kubota
Thog
Julia Greenhilt
Belkar
The oracle
Jephton/Haerta/Ganneron
Roll again twice on Initial Table
Roll again twice
Roll again and switch gender


Table 4 - By Minion 992929

The dragon's hoard
The chimera
The really dangerous trap
Roy's Archon
The Hydra
Teevo
Xykon's zombie dragon head
Roy's sword
The entire Hobgoblin army
The orc chieftain
The IFCC
Durkon while under the effects of Thor's might
Mr Scruffy
Hieronymus Grubwiggler
All of the Demon Roaches at once
Bone golem Roy
Roll again twice
Roll again on Tables 1, 2, and 3
Roll again twice on Initial Table
Roll again and switch gender


Minion List -Made By MReav

Goblin
Hobgoblin
Kobold
Ogre
Lizardfolk
Bug-people
Azure City Soldier
Bandit or Thieves Guild Member
Orc
Owlbear
Troll (flip coin to determine land or sea)
Zombie
Ghoul
City Guardsman
Angel-thing
Ghost Martyr
Roll again on another table.
Roll again twice
Roll Again and invert alignment
Roll again for minion army


Dead Guy List -Made By MReav

Samantha
Sangwaan
Hobgoblin General
Azure City General
Death Knight
Huecva
Trigak
Earth Dungeon Guardian
Fire Dungeon Guardian
Kraagor
Mijung
Eugene Greenhilt
Old Blind Pete
Giant Devil
Buggy-Lou
Isamu.
Roll Again on a different table
Roll Again Twice
Roll Again and Switch Gender
Roll again. If you roll this option twice in a row: Eastern Pantheon and World 1.0


Supplemental Plot Devices
Roll 1d4 (or more!)

Table 1
Table 2
Table 3
Table 4


Table 1 - By Nerdanel

Unrequited love
Love potion
Drunkenness
Snowed in
Stuck on a desert island
In the afterlife
Aliens Made Them Do It (not necessarily literal aliens)
True love
Love/hate relationship
Adultery
Pregnancy (use male pregnancy if needed)
Pink frills and white lace
French maid costume
Police/military uniform
High heels and black leather
American high school setting
Someone is a vampire
Everyone is a furry version of themselves
Kidnapped (By somebody inside or outside of the pairing)
Roll again twice


Table 2 - by Sereg

Dream Sequence
Anonymous Dating Service
Bodyswapped
Meta
Curse
Spell gone wrong
Damsel/dude in distress
Lots and lots of angst (because then it will be true art)
Amnesia
Mistaken identity
Genre shift
Finding “new uses” for objects
The real world
Geas/Quest
Zone of Truth
Truth, dare or command
Voyeurism
In a playground
Roll again twice
Roll again on another table


Table 3 - by Sereg

Fulfilling an unusual fantasy (as demonstrated in Coffee Included’s V x Haley x Elan with Belkar watching fic)
Arranged marriage
Already married
Prostitution
Concubines
Inheritance of wealth and/or title from obscure dead relative
Class change/multiclassing
Team Evil is trying to save the world from the Oots’ plan to control/release the snarl
Past/future life
In 20 years from current comic
They discover that they are close relatives at the end
Disease
“The whole party is controlled by giant space cats and Xykon is from modern Earth”
Deus ex machina
With the author or another crack-pairer (not in the ship itself, though)
Narrated by somebody
On the web-site
Lampshading (roll again)
Roll again twice
Roll again on another table


Table 4 - by Sereg

While arguing with the author
It’s not them, it’s their players/character sheets/stat blocks/minis/dice (Yes, I know that this isn’t a game, but when have we let canon stand in our way?)
To make someone else jealous
To save the world
Mind-control
Twins separated at birth
This is what the snarl actually does
In a watery environment
While under attack
Because of a literal genie
Because if they don’t they’ll die/get unmade
On the rebound
In jail/a dungeon
While playing strip-(insert game here)
Wardrobe malfunction
On meds
As part of their therapy
With a giant
With a subversion/aversion/inversion/double subversion of (roll again)
Roll again twice


Of course, feel free to make up your own pairings!

[Lira]

Crack Pairings Story Index

Stories by Asta Kask

OOTS in Die Walküre
Elves and Ears
Elan/Therkla
Radic/someguyJanineknows
Asta Kask/Vaarsuvius/Inkyrius
Roy/Lloyd
Redcloak/V (love poem)
Stories by badam104172

Hinjo/Argent
Jirix/Redcloak
Stories by baf

Inkyrius/Zz'dtri
Stories by BatRobin

Belkar/Eye of Fear and Flame
Hilgya/YokYok
Julio Scoundrel/Entire Hobgolbin Army
Therkla/Vaarsuvius
Tsukiko/Jirix
Thog/Julio Scoundrel
Redcloak/Lien/Xykon [Part 1]
Redcloak/Lien/Xykon [Part 2]
Nale/Inkyrius
Xykon/Xykon
Stories by Belkster11

Roy/Elan [Part 1]
Roy/Elan [Part 2]
Roy/Elan [Part 3]
Hilgya/Inkyrius
Haley/Blackwing
Nale/Miko [Part 1]
Nale/Miko [Part 2]
Roy/MiTD
Haley/Belkster11
Stories by The Blackbird

Oracle/Flesh Golem Roy
Stories by TheBibliophile

Xykon/Miko
Vaarsuvius/Haley
Vaarsuvius/Haley [Continued]
Vaarsuvius/The Lizardfolk Whores
Stories by CapedLuigiYoshi

Lien/Lien [Part 1]
Lien/Lien [Part 2]
Stories by Cire II

Miko/Durkon
Miko/Durkon
Stories by ClericOfBelker

Gender-swapped OOTS [Part "2"]
Gender-swapped OOTS [Part 3]
Gender-swapped OOTS [Part 4]
Gender-swapped OOTS [Part 5]
Gender-swapped OOTS [Part 6]
Belkar/Roy
O-Chul/ABD
Elan/Belkar/Haley/Roy
Roy/ABD
Closak/Black Dragons
Stories by Closak

Roy/Belkar/Ancient Black Dragon
ABD
ABD/Haley
ABD/Jirix
ABD/Redcloak
ABD/Redcloak
ABD/Roy
ABD/Janitor
ABD/Thog
ABD/Belkar/Elan/Nale/Durkon/Redcloak/Jirix/Yikyik
ABD and Thog
ABD/Nale
ABD/Dragons
Stories by CoffeeIncluded

Elan/Julio Scoundrel
O-Chul/Lien
Haley/Roy's Sword and Sara Greenhilt/Soon Kim
Inkyrius/Belkar
Julia/Pompey
Pompey/Sabine
Xykon/Roy's Sword
Belkar/Hinjo
Crystal/Vaarsuvius
Zz'Drti/Nale
Shojo/Aarindarius
Daigo/Kubota
Vaarsuvius/IFCC
OOTS/Giant Sand Worm
Mr. Scruffy/Vaarsuvius
ABD/Guy with the Halberd
Elan/Cactus
Inkyrius/Inkyrius/Vaarsuvius/Vaarsuvius
Haley/Hanukkah Gelt
Miko/Inkyrius
Vaarsuvius/Durkon
Vaarsuvius/Elan/Haley
Celia/Haley
Elan/Shadowdancer
CoffeeIncluded/Vaarsuvius
Thieves' Guild/Grubwiggler
Ian Starshine/Bandit Leader
Vaarsuvius/Nale
Haley/Tsukiko
Haley/Crystal/Jenny
Argent/Hinjo/Lien
Elves and Protection Spells
Stories by Cracklord

Miko/Durkon
Inkyrius/Bozzok
O-Chul/Thog
Therkla/Crystal
Nale/The Shadow Dancer/Soulsplice
Tsukiko/Soon
Leeky Windstaff/Lord Kubota
Teevo/Thanh
O-Chul/Chief Grukgruk
Bozzok/Tsukiko/Crystal
Nale/Hinjo/O-Chul/Julia
Xykon/Thog
Edward Cullen/Harry Potter/Raistlin Majere/Xykon/Tsukiko/Lien/Stanley the Tool/Winston Churchill
Xykon/Julio Scoundrel
Belkar/Jenny
Eugene/Ydranna
Bozzok/Haley
Lord Shojo/Julio Scoundrel
Durkon/Lien
Durkon/Lien
Durkon/Lien
Durkon/Lien
Durkon/Lien [The Beginning]
Julia Greenhilt/Xykon
Bozzok/Zz'Dtri
Julia/Roy's Sword
Durkon/Lien
Roy/Sabine
Shojo/Miko
Durkon/Lien
Belkar in Hell [Part 1]
Belkar in Hell [Part 2]
Belkar in Hell [Part 3]
Belkar in Hell [Part 4]
Belkar in Hell [Part 5]
Belkar in Hell [Part 6]
Soon Kim/Mijung
Durkon/Lien
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 1]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 2]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 3]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 4]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 5]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 6]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 7]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 8]
The OOTS in Girard's Gate [Part 9]

Stories by CurlyKitGirl

Elan/Banjo
Banjo/Haley
Sabine/Haley
Stories by Dak Frostwrath

Redcloak/Haley/Zz'dtri/Crystal/Hieronymus Grubwiggler
Stories by Dark Apprentice

Haley/Zz'dtri
Roy's Sword/The Really Dangerous Trap
Julio Scoundrel/Julia Greenhilt
Stories by The Dark Fiddler

Roy/Redcloak
MiTD/Entitre Hobgoblin Army
Celia/Gender-Flipped Celia
Crystal/Argent
Miko/Vaarsuvius
Nale/Tsukiko
The Oracle/Zz'Dtri
Stories by DarkElfGangsta

Julia/Nale
Stories by Dark_Stryke

Not for Everyone
Roy/Miko [Part 1]
Roy/Miko [Part 2]
Roy/Miko [Part 3]
Roy/Miko [Part 4]
It All Started With A Kiss
OOTS [Part 1]
OOTS [Part 2]
OOTS [Part 3]
Stories by Discord

Miko/Vaarsuvius
Miko/Vaarsuvius
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri
Vaarsuvius/Mother Black Dragon
Miko/Vaarsuvius
Jirix/Tsukiko
Vaarsuvius/Haley
Roy/Celia
Vaarsuvius/Miko
Vaarsuvius/Haley
Vaarsuvius/Vaarsuvius
Vaarsuvius/Haley [Part 2] [Continuation of ShinyDelusion's story]
Vaarsuvius/Haley
Stories by doliest

IFCC/Crystal
Windstriker/The Bandit King
Belkar/YokYok
Doliest/Dracula
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius [Part 2]
Snarl/Haley/O-Chul
Stories by Dra-Goon

Xykon/Kazumi
Sarah Greenhilt/Roy's Archon
Celia/Mr Scruffy
The Eye of Fear and Flame/Haley
Roy's Sword/Bone Golem Roy
Ancient Black Dragon/Tsukiko/Monster in the Dark
Haley/Vaarsuvius/Durkon
Stories by Dr.Gunsforhands

Roy/Belkar
Stories by DukeGod

Tsukiko/Jirix
Stories by Elan's Modron

Modron/Slaad
Stories by Elvenblade

Redcloak/Jirix
Stories by esmerelder

Roy/Vaarsuvius
Girard/Serini
Girard/Serini
Gender-swapped Order of the Stick
OOTS/OOTS
Haley/Hank
Body-swapped OOTS [Part 1]
Body-swapped OOTS [Part 2]
Body-swapped OOTS [Part 3]
V/Belkar Spawnfic
Stories by EvilRoeSlade

Shadowdancer/Mr. Scruffy
Giant Devil/Zombie Army
Stories by Expeditious

Bone Golem Roy/Nale
Stories by Eztheria

MiTD/Xykon
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Felyndiira

Tsukiko/Xykon
Stories by Forevernade

Flesh Golem Roy/Crystal
Stories by Gicko

Vaarsuvius
Stories by Gimliggamer

Frodo/Entire Hobgoblin Army/Sam/Harry Potter
Elan/Redcloak
Stories by golentan

Mr. Rodriguez/Windstriker
Stories by gosh

Haley/Sabine
Roy/Inkyrius
Stories by half-halfling

Miko/Shojo
Stories by Hijax

The Oracle/The Really Dangerous Trap
Stories by icastflare!

Therkla/Julio Scoundrel
Roy/Tsukiko/Teevo
Mr. Scruffy/Hobgoblin Army
Rogue Love
Haley/Bandit Leader [Part 1]
Haley/Bandit Leader [Part 2]
Haley/Bandit Leader [Part 3]
Haley/Elan [Part 4]
Haley/Elan [Part 5]
Haley/Elan [Part 6]
Vaarsuvius/Sabine/Nale
Durkon/Thor
Stories by Introbulus

The Cliffport Chief of Police/Kazumi
Hydra/Lien
Tsukiko/Roy's Archon
Lord Shojo/Jirix
Durokan/Haley
Belkar/Hinjo
Haley/Crystal
Kazumi/Durkon
Stories by jogiff

Tsukiko/Miko/Redcloak
Stories by Kaytara

Mr. Scruffy/The Snarl
Ancient Black Dragon/Inkyrius
IFCC Fiends/The Chimera Trigak
Banjo/Giggles
Vaarsuvius and Durkon [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius and Durkon [Part 2]
ABD and Vaarsuvius
Belkar/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Kill Screen

Miko/Elan
Stories by Kirby

Celia/Vaarsuvius
Xykon/MiTD
Haley/Vaarsuvius
Soul Spliced Elan/Haley
Stories by Kitteh

Roy/Eye of Fear and Flame
Mr. Scruffy/Windstriker
Stories by KnightMysterio

Miko/The Snarl [Part 1]
Miko/The Snarl [Part 2]
Miko/The Snarl [Part 3]
Miko/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Kobold-Bard

Leeky Windstaff/The Eye of Fear and Flame
Nale/Elan
Stories by Kraggi

Incorporeal Soon Kim/Mr. Scruffy
Stories by Kyronea

Haley/Durkon
Stories by Kyuubi

Redcloak
Stories by Lawyergoblin

Brown-cloak/Haley
Redcloak/Celia [Part 1]
Redcloak/Celia [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri [Part 3]
Stories by lindorm

Soon Kim/Jirix
Stories by Lollie

Belkar/Tsukiko
Stories by Lord Mattos

Belkar/Roy
Stories by Lubirio

Tsukiko/Belkar
Stories by Lycan 01

Orc Chief Grukgruk/Haley/Kazumi
The Guy With the Halberd/Demon Roaches/Hydra
Daigo/Kubota
Yor/Belkar
Kazumi/Therkla
O-Chul/IFCC
Miko/Redcloak
Miko/Redcloak [Continued]
The Eye of Fear and Flame/Haley
Blackwing/Mr. Scruffy
Hinjo/Redcloak
Crystal/The Chimera
Belkar/Roy's Sword
Vaarsuvius/Ciaphas Cain [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Ciaphas Cain [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Ciaphas Cain [Part 3]
Vaarsuvius/Ciaphas Cain [Part 4]
Vaarsuvius/Ciaphas Cain [Part 5]
Vaarsuvius/Elan
Eye of Fear and Flame/Tsukiko/Hot Pocket
Stories by MagicianMan5

Shadowdancer/Soul Splices
Haley/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Malkar Grumbo

Miko/Tsukiko [Chapter 1]
Miko/Tsukiko [Chapter 2]
Miko/Tsukiko [Chapter 3]
Miko/Tsukiko [Chapter 4]
Stories by Mariel Dragon

Haley/Belkar
Stories by MasamuneSSX

Miko/MiTD
Durkon/Sabine
Miko/Sabine
Miko/The Oracle
Miko/Vaarsuvius
ABD/The Oracle
Entire Hobgoblin Army/All The Demon Roaches
Haley/Roy [Part 1]
Haley/Roy [Part 2]
Stories by Meg

Redcloak/O-Chul
Tsukiko/Redcloak
Teevo/Hieronymus Grubwiggler
Roy/Roy's Archon
Roy's Sword/Nale
Belkar/Vaarsuvius
Elan/Vaarsuvius [Part 1]
Elan/Vaarsuvius [Part 2]
Redcloak/Tsukiko [Part 1]
Redcloak/Tsukiko [Part 2]
Redcloak/Tsukiko [Part 3]
Redcloak/The Snarl
Miko/Haley
Jeff/Hilgya
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius
Vaarsuvius/Everyone [Part 2]
Kazumi/IFCC
Stories by Metalhead

Roy/Julia
Stories by mizzim

Haley/Nale
ABD/Miko
Stories by Monzach

Yokyok/Kobold Girl
Redcloak/Jirix
Bureaucratic Deva
Stories by Moofin Bard

Therkla/Diago/Lien/Crystal/The Hydra
Mr. Scruffy/Belkar
Mr. Scruffy/Belkar [Continued]
Stories by Moon_Called

Haley/The Oracle
Stories by MReav

Tsukiko/Flesh Golem Roy
Lord Shojo/Belkar
Stories by Mr. Cales

Nale/Eastern Pantheon
Girard/Soon
Stories by NamonakiRei

The Snarl/Roy
Sarah Greenhilt/O-Chul
Miko/Oracle
Stories by Nathander

Celia/Thog
Lien/Hobgoblin Army
Daigo/Yokyok
Miko/Therka [Part 1]
Miko/Therka [Part 2]
Miko/Therka [Part 3]
Miko/Therka [Part 4]
Miko/Therka [Part 5]
Stories by NemoUtopia

Vaarsuvius/Black Dragon
Nale's next crazy plot to destroy the OotS
Therkla/Thog
Tsukiko's Ploy
Tsukiko/Xykon [Part 1]
Tsukiko/Xykon [Part 2]
Miko's Heart, Beyond Lawful Good
Miko/Matsumo [Part 1]
Miko/Matsumo [Part 2]
Miko/Karla [Part 3]
Miko/Hinjo [Part 4]
Miko/Shojo [Part 5]
Miko/IFCC [Part 6]
Miko [Part 7]
Miko/Roy [Part 8]
Miko/Kubota [Part 9]
Miko [Part 10]
Miko/Roy [Part 11]
Stories by Nerdanel

Male Sarah Greenhilt/Female Zz'dtri/IFCC
Stories by The Odor

Shojo/Miko
Argent/Razor
Blackwing/Haley
Gender-switched Oracle/Oracle
Haley/Lien
Vaarsuvius/Everyone [Part 3]
Haley/Vaarsuvius
Rodney McKay/Celia
Stories by Omergideon

Vaarsuvius/Inkyrius
Stories by Oooohaloophole

Nale/Sabine's Child [Part 1]
Nale/Sabine's Child [Part 2]
Stories by Pid6

Sarah Greenhilt/Hydra
Julio Scoundrel/Lord Shojo/Horace Greenhilt/Durokan/The IFCC
Stories by pnewman

Lien/Thog
Stories by PsychoPat

Nale/Haley and Elan/Celia
Haley/Vampire Shadowdancer
Redcloak/Tsukiko/Julio Scoundrel
Thog/Sabine
Thog/Sabine [Continued]
Thog/Sabine [Continued]
Thog/Sabine [Continued]
Stories by Ronnoc

Haley/Roy
Stories by RPGAgmJAY

O'Chul/Archon
Stories by Saeyan

Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius
Stories by SaintRidley

Celia/TiVo
Stories by Sequinox

Spongebob/Julio Scoundrel
Mr. Scruffy/Dangerous Trap
Stories by Sereg

Roy/Celia
Xykon/Celia
Tsukiko/Horace Greenhilt
Xykon/Redcloak [Part 1]
Xykon/Redcloak [Part 2]
Dragon's Hoard/Jephton/Haerta/Ganneron
Durkon/Death Knight
Pit Fiend/Zz'dtri
Therkla/Thieves Guild Member
Durkon/Vaarsuvius
Mr. Scruffy/Snuggles
Therkla/Banjo
Elan/Vaarsuvius
Julia/Durkon
Belkar/Nacle
Belkar/Crystal
Vaarsuvius/Haley's Personality Aspects
Haley/Celia
Roy/Eugene
Julio Scoundrel/Julio Scoundrel
Thog/Miko [Part 1]
Thog/Miko [Part 2]
Thog/Miko [Part 3]
Thog/Miko [Part 4]
Thog/Miko [Part 5]
Sereg/Tsukiko
Sereg/Lien
Sereg/Inkyrius
Sereg/Vaarsuvius
Sereg/Celia
Sereg/Haley
Sereg/Lirian
Sereg/Sabine
Hobgoblin General/Roy’s Sword/Roy’s Archon/Person in Distress
Durkon/Tree
Ghouls/Belkar [Part 1]
Ghouls/Belkar [Part 2]
Hieronymus Grubwiggler/The Eye of Fear and Flame
Lizardfolk/Durkon
Mary Sue/OOTS
A Twisted Tail
Hieronymus Grubwiggler/His Wife [Part 1]
Clone/Hieronymus Grubwiggler's Wife [Part 2]
Clone/Hieronymus Grubwiggler's Wife [Part 3]
Clone/Hieronymus Grubwiggler [Part 4]
Banjo/Xykon-doll
Xykon/Tsukiko
Tsukiko/Crypt Thing
Miko/Jirix/Really Dangerous Trap
Vaarsuvius/Dark Mistress Shadowgale
More than Just Duty
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 1]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 2]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 3]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 4]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 5]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 6]
Miko/Sangwaan [Part 7]
Haley/Zz'dtri
Body and Soul
Tsukiko/Shinji
Tsukiko/Shinji
Stories by Sewblon

Redcloak/Xykon
Stories by ShinyDelusion

Julia/Thog
Vaarsuvius/Haley/Elan [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Haley/Elan [Part 3] [Continuation from Discord's part]
Belkar/Matt
Elan/Haley/Roy
Hinjo/Tsukiko [Part 1]
Hinjo/Tsukiko [Part 2]
Janine/Lloyd
Nale/Sabine
When in Rome
[Part 1]
MitD/Tsukiko
Aula/Tiberius/Aarindarius
Stories by ShneekeyTheLost

Tsukiko/Vaarsuvius (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5626418/1/Now_Entering)
Stories by Silverraptor

Belkar/Nale
Miko/Hinjo
Inkyrius [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]
Julia/Celia
Crystal/Belkar
Haley's Dream
Guy with the Halberd/Girl with the Halberd
Kazumi/Daigo
Kubota/Lien
Ceila/Mr Rodriguez
Tsukiko/Oracle
Elan/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Somniloquist

Nale/Therkla
Stories by Sstoopidtallkid

Sabine/Vaarsuvius
Mr. Scruffy/Scorpion
Weasel/Matt
Vaarsuvius/Dragon
Stories by Symmys

Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius [Part 3]
Stories by Taekwondodo

Hinjo/Zz'dtri
Bozzak/Mr Rodriguez
Elan/The Cliffport Chief of Police
Therkla/Julio Scoundrel
Nale/Julio Scoundrel
Thanh/Female NPC
Windstriker/Argent
Edward/Tsukiko
Trigak/Sunken Valley Hydra [Part 1]
Trigak/Sunken Valley Hydra [Part 2]
Mr. Scruffy/Lord Shojo
Ian Starshine/The Snarl
Vaarsuvius/Haley
Blackwing/Tiasal
Stories by Tatterdemalion

Miko/Soon Kim
Windstriker/Celia
Thog/Ian Starshine
MiTD/Haley
Nale/The Entire Hobgoblin Army
Stories by Thor Person Guy

Kazumi/Lord Shojo
Stories by Tira-chan

Roy/Elan
Therkla/Nale/Sabine
Haley/Mr. Scruffy
Stories by TooManySecrets

Roy/Xykon
Stories by TSED

Julia Greenhilt/The Chimera
Stories by waterpenguin43

Sabine/Vaarsuvius
Hilgya/Durkon
Miko/Tsukiko
Stories by Water-Smurf

In the Arms of Morpheus
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 1]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 2]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 3]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 4]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 5]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 6]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 7]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 8]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 9]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 10]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 11]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 12]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 13]
Icelus
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius
Curse of Phobetor
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 1]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 2]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 3]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 4]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 5]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 6]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 7]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 8]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 9]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 10]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 11]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 12]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 13]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 14]
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius [Part 15]
Tragedy of Hypnos
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 1]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 2]
Pasithea's Messenger
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 1]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 2]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 3]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 4]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 5]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 6]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 7]
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 8] (http://water-smurf.deviantart.com/art/Pasithea-s-Messenger-Chapter-148341185)
Redcloak/V Spawnfic [Part 9]
Bridge Across the Stars
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius
All in the Family
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius
Before the Storm
Redcloak/Vaarsuvius
In Vino Veritas
Belkar/Vaarsuvius
Claude Os, Aperi Oculos!
Belkar/Vaarsuvius (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5043788/1/Claude_Os_Aperi_Oculos)
Quos Amor Verus Tenuit, Tenebit
Belkar/Vaarsuvius (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5140664/1/Quos_Amor_Verus_Tenuit_Tenebit)
Acta Non Verba
Belkar/Vaarsuvius [Part 1]
Belkar/Vaarsuvius [Part 2]
Pawns of the Gods
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 1]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 2]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 3]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 4]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 5]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 6]
Mijung/Yutrin [Part 7]
Dumped on the Rooster
Vaarsuvius/Redcloak [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Redcloak [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Redcloak [Part 3]
Stories by Weimann

Jephton/Haetra/Ganonron/Julia Greenhilt/Jirix
Overpriced Apple Girl/The Most Awesome Pickpockets In The ENTIRE WORLD!
Overpriced Apple Girl/The Most Awesome Pickpockets In The ENTIRE WORLD! [Continued]
Stories by WhereamI?

Belkar/Vaarsuvius
Stories by Xesirin

Daigo/Elan
Miko/Daigo
Stories by Yiuel

Roy and Celia's Son/Elan and Haley's Daughter
Therkla/Yiuel
OOTS Jr. [Part 1]
OOTS Jr. [Part 2]
Miko/Sangwaan
Stories by yubel

Stewie Griffin/Thog
Stories by Zanaril

Male Sarah Greenhilt/Female Zz'dtri/IFCC
Xykon/Vaarsuvius
Therkla/Belkar/Tsukiko
Therkla/Belkar/Tsukiko [Continued]
Mr Rodrigez/Gender-Swiched Mr Rodrigez
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri [continuation of Discord's story]
Vaarsuvius/Zz'dtri
Aarindarius/Inkyrius
Aarindarius/Inkyrius
Aarindarius/Inkyrius
Aarindarius/Inkyrius
Blackwing/Lizard Vaarsuvius
The IFCC/Zombie Dragon Head
Vaarsuvius/The Snarl
Vaarsuvius/Inkyrius/Aarindarius
Vaarsuvius/Haerta [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Haerta [Part 2]
Vaarsuvius/Haley/Vaarsuvius
Tass/Crack Pairings Thread
Vaarsuvius/Julio Scoundrel
Closak/ABD
Vaarsuvius/Everyone [Part 1]
Vaarsuvius/Everyone [Part 4]
Vaarsuvius/MitD
CoffeeIncluded and Haley
Vaarsuvius/Aarindarius
Stories by Zen_Heart

Belkar/Zz'dtri
Belkar/Zz'dtri [Continued]
Belkar/Zz'dtri [Continued]
Stories by Ziren

Tsukiko/Durkon
Tsukiko/Lord Kubota
Cliffport Chief/Nale
Bandit King/Redcloak
Stories by Zolkabro

Durkon/Demon Roach

[Lira]

Crack Pairings Art Compilation
A compilation of the art made specifically for the Crack Pairings Thread.

Art by BatRobin

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Tiasal (version one).

http://i45.tinypic.com/9gh7qd.png
Tiasal (version two).

Art by Belkster11

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Sangwaan and Hinjo.

Art by CoffeeIncluded

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Inkyrius, Vaarsuvius and their children.

http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac294/caffeineincluded/CoffeexDragonHoard.png
CoffeeIncluded and Haley.

http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac294/caffeineincluded/CoffeexHaleyxDragonHoard.png
CoffeeIncluded and Haley.

http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac294/caffeineincluded/JuliaBirthdayPic.png

Art by Delorges

http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/5862/varreddie.png
Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/2786/mikochul.png
Miko and O-Chul.

Art by Discord

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Vaarsuvius and Miko.

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Tsukiko and Vaarsuvius.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/VxTsukiko2.png
Vaarsuvius and Tsukiko.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/LirianxAarindarius1.png
Lirian and Aarindarius.

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Haerta and Vaarsuvius.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/VxTsukiko3.png
Vaarsuvius, Tsukiko, and their child.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/VxMiko1.png
Miko and Vaarsuvius.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/VxHaley1.png
Haley and Vaarsuvius.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/RoyxElan1.png
Roy and Elan.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/LirianxAarindarius2.png
Aarindarius and Lirian.

http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv331/Discordd/OotS/CeliaxHaley1.png
Haley and Celia.

Art by Expeditious

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Vaarsuvius and Blackwing.

http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p81/bluebirdtexas/vaarsuviuscoldshower.png
Vaarsuvius.

Art by Eztheria

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Tiasal and Vaarsuvius.

Art by Funky Goose

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A comic version of Water-Smurf's Vaarsuvius/Redcloak story.

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Half-dragon child of Belkar.

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Young Roy and the Little Psion that Could.

Art by Gicko

http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/4133/zombiedragonheads.jpg
Zombie Dragon/ABD.

http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/7985/vrickrolled.jpg
Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

Art by half-halfling

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Vaarsuvius and V's personifications of femininity and masculinity.

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Vaarsuvius, Inkyrius, their children and the soul splice.

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Tsukiko and Jirix.

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Haley and Vaarsuvius.

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MiTD and Tsukiko.

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Child of Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Inkyrius and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius' Parent and young Vaarsuvius.

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Inkyrius and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

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Tiasal and Terentius.

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Jirix, Tsukiko, Redcloak, Celia, Belkar, Roy, Haley, Vaarsuvius, Inkyrius and their children, wishing Kaytara a happy birthday.

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Tiasal, Tsukiko, and Xykon.

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Plushie Dragon Vaarsuvius.

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Aarindarius, Vaarsuvius, Inkyrius and their children.

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Aarindarius.

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Roy and Miko.

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Therkla and Miko.

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Elan, Roy, and Miko.

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A scene from Water-Smurf's fanfic, featuring Haley, Roy, Elan, and a mysterious creature.

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Aarindarius and Inkyrius.

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Inkyrius and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and Inkyrius.

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Lord Shojo and Miko.

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Celia dressed up as Miko, and Roy.

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Celia, Roy, Bureaucratic Deva and other Deva.

Art by Kaytara

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Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

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Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and Roy.

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Vaarsuvius and Roy (coloured version).

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Young Vaarsuvius.

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Spliced Inkyrius.

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Vaarsuvius and Miko.

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Vaarsuvius and Miko (coloured version).

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Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Mr. Scruffy, Belkar, Vaarsuvius, and Blackwing.

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Aarindarius.

http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/4221/aandy.png
Aarindarius.

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Aarindarius (coloured version).

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Redcloak, Vaarsuvius, and their child.

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Redcloak, Vaarsuvius, and their child (coloured version).

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Right-Eye and Redcloak.

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Tiasal, Xykon, and Tsukiko.

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Tiasal.

Art by Kirby

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Haley and Vaarsuvius.

http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/6064/evilelan.th.png
Spliced Elan.

Art by licoot

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MitD.

Art by Meg

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3536/3878328526_745d43c948_m.jpg
Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3435/3878617451_1cd23c8772_m.jpg
Belkar.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2557/3932510166_c526e4eccf.jpg
Vaarsuvius and Redcloak.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2641/3931732165_ee28b67b0e.jpg
Vaarsuvius and Roy.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/3939118618_44f0e537bf.jpg
Xykon and Redcloak.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2599/3942544402_59b0951702.jpg
Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/3953356579_a7620e5547.jpg
Tsukiko and Redcloak.

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3452/3963417589_a1a6f4c1eb.jpg
Tsukiko and Redcloak (coloured version).

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Spliced Inkyrius.

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Vaarsuvius.

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Child of Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Child of Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2628/4151291716_dab0323b09.jpg
Celia and Vaarsuvius.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/4166659005_d03feb44e7.jpg
Redcloak and Xykon.

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4282294598_835f3bf4c7_m.jpg
Haley and Roy.

Art by MReav

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O-Chul and female members of the Sapphire Guard and Azurite soldiers.


Art by The Neoclassic

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Lien and the Yellow-Eyed Fiend.

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Evil Lien.

Art by Ninjamuffin

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Elan and Nale.

Art by Oooohaloophole

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Tiasal as an infernal scion.

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The Dark One and a goblin god (?).

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Tiasal.

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Tiasal.

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Tiasal.

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Tiasal.

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Tiasal.

At by Reynard

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Durkon and a goddess.

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The Snarl, Hades, and Persephone.

Art by Saeyan

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Vaarsuvius with a Miko doll.

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Vaarsuvius with a Miko doll.

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Aarindarius and Inkyrius.

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Zz'dtri and Vaarsuvius.

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Inkyrius.

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Aarindarius, Inkyrius, and Vaarsuvius.

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A wanted sign for Zanaril.

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A wanted sign for Zanaril (version 2).

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Vaarsuvius.

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Inkyrius and Aarindarius, with Vaarsuvius and Zz'dtri in chibi form.

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Aarindarius, Inkyrius, and Vaarsuvius.

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Inkyrius, Vaarsuvius, and Aarindarius.

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Inkyrius and Vaarsuvius.

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Aarindarius and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius.

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Child of Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and V&RC's child.

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Tiasal.

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Vaarsuvius.

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Tsukiko.

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Scenario for Water-Smurf, featuring Tiasal and Redcloak.

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Vaarsuvius and Aarindarius.

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Vaarsuvius and Inkyrius.

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Vaarsuvius and Inkyrius.

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Aarindarius and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius and Inkyrius.

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Aarindarius and Vaarsuvius.

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Zz'dtri and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius.

Art by Tira-chan

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Spock and Vaarsuvius.

Art by TooManySecrets

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Female living Xykon.

Art by Trixie

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Celia and Belkar.

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Xykon, Tsukiko, and Miko.

Art by Yiuel

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"The OOTS Jr."

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OOTS Jr.

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OOTS Jr.

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OOTS Jr.

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OOTS Jr.

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Joan.

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Tiasal.

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Alex.

Art by Zanaril

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Undead Vaarsuvius and Xykon.

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Miko and Vaarsuvius.

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Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Xykon.

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Spliced Inkyrius.

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Spliced Inkyrius.

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Spliced Inkyrius and Vaarsuvius.

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Young Vaarsuvius.

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Tiasal.

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Argent and Windstriker.

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Aarindarius and Vaarsuvius.

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Child of Closak and the ABD.

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Haley and Vaarsuvius.

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Vaarsuvius, Redcloak, and Tiasal.

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Xykon and Tsukiko.

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Vaarsuvius and Tsukiko.

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Vaarsuvius and Tsukiko (coloured version).

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Redcloak and Vaarsuvius.

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Xykon and Tiasal.

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Evil Kitty.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Also, wouldn't the title be better as "...our drinks are spiked"?

Maybe. I don't want to call down mod wrath though since drinks often carries an alcoholic connotation and many thread members are not of the drinking age.

Now I'm back to studying for my trip to Japan this summer.

[Asta Kask]

So... we seem to be going through these at about one thread per month... which means we need more names!

Because I am a big romantic at heart, I would like one to be called "Omnia vincit amor - Love conquers all."

And another one should be called "Auribus tenere nympham." (means "I hold an elf by the ears". At least I hope it does.)

[CoffeeIncluded]

Hooray! Crack pairings for everyone!

*Passes around cookies*

Oh, and Valentine's Day is next week...:smallamused:

[Zanaril]

Maybe. I don't want to call down mod wrath though since drinks often carries an alcoholic connotation and many thread members are not of the drinking age.

Well, if you say so. I'll never understand why it's such a touchy subject.

Anyway:


You sure V knows that one? Besides, in my mind, A smart Xykon would confiscate V's spellbook. That way, even if the spell is in there, she would be unable to access it.
If V has just been rezzed, it's not a case of confiscating it; it's a case of not giving it back. I doubt he would have kept it for 16 years anyway.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Well, if you say so. I'll never understand why it's such a touchy subject.

Well, your Location says England, so that may explain it.

Alcohol is much more a part of daily life in Europe, if my Spanish teacher is to be believed.

Regardless, better safe than sorry.

And everyone remember to update banner links. (Smurf, your banner still links to thread 5 :smalltongue:)

[Asta Kask]

Can I repeat my request for a drawing.

Soul-spliced V stands over a clearly beaten Tiasal and says

"I'm your mother."

And Tiasal responding

"...No. No. It's not true! That's impossible!"

*Looks with pleading eyes at the artists of the thread*

[Water-Smurf]

I can think of several ways to resolve this, but I think they become illegal when Deirdre gets older.

Eh?


She's going to try to give him the cold shoulder, but of course that would only encourage him. However, I think if it got to the point where he was physically forcing her to do something, she'd give in and would instead try to mentally distance herself from it.

Vaarsuvius knows how to mentally distance herself from things going on at the moment. Redcloak doesn't have so much experience.


Honestly, Xykon doesn't seem the type to have any reservations about what he does. I could easily see him ordering her to take her clothes off and then walking off laughing, just to make her scared and embarassed and confused. He wouldn't do that immediately, but once he been flirting with her long enough to get both her and Reddy worried, he would take it up a notch.

I could see him making her do that a few times, and then as she got used to it, starting to touch her.

Would she even tell Redcloak about this?


V's probably going to rebuke any sympathy Reddy shows; she'd see it as him making excuses instead of actually doing something to get them away from there. Maybe she'd even start seeing him as a coward; especially if Xykon spends the whole time telling her his point of view.

This could drive a real wedge between them. That could be the last thing either of them can handle at the time. Vaarsuvius is going to be angry and is going to want to be far away from him, and that will cause both of them nothing but pain. She loves him and he is the support she needs, especially now, and he loves her and she's the only person capable of instilling hope and gumption in him. If they don't think they have each other, they really don't have hope to get out.


Not sure about writing, but I could try. And I could certainly do some drawing.

Whoot! :D


They start unwillingly becomming attracted to them because with a charisma score that high it's almost a supernatural ability. :smallfrown:

How could Redcloak deal? I mean, he knows how charming Xykon is. And he'd be able to see what was happening to Vaarsuvius. Even if he knew it's not her fault, it'd be hard to not be a little hurt.


Maybe. But she would hate herself for it. (Unless Xykon managed to redirect that hate towards Reddy.)

Maybe that's a reason for him to actually keep up what he was doing, besides just interest. If he gets her resentful enough of Redcloak, then he rips Reddy's support out from under him. And if he gets her to actually enjoy even some of the things he does, he makes her hate herself, undoing her own support and depriving her of Redcloak's support because of the aforementioned resentment. There will be no way for them to organize themselves to escape.


Wait, what?! :smalleek:

Well, Deirdre already has an Electra Complex, so there's Deirdre/Redcloak and Deirdre/Xykon there, (and Deirdre/Elan, Deirdre/Roy, Deirdre/Belkar, Deirdre/Durkon, and Deirdre/Aarindarius, but that's only if they turn up...) and she seems to be developing a 'thing' for incest and pseudo-incest (or did I not make her attraction to Abram and her brothers obvious enough?), so it becomes... a love dodecahedron.


And everyone remember to update banner links. (Smurf, your banner still links to thread 5 :smalltongue:)

Oh! Huh. Whoops. :smallredface: 'Tis fixed.

[Asta Kask]

How could Redcloak deal? I mean, he knows how charming Xykon is. And he'd be able to see what was happening to Vaarsuvius. Even if he knew it's not her fault, it'd be hard to not be a little hurt.

The thing is, with Xykon's Bluff score (Bluff is a class skill for Sorcerers, right?), it's not impossible that if Redcloak walked in on a... session, Xykon could convince him that it was V who wanted it all along. He really is that convincing.

[The Dark Fiddler]

The thing is, with Xykon's Bluff score (Bluff is a class skill for Sorcerers, right?), it's not impossible that if Redcloak walked in on a... session, Xykon could convince him that it was V who wanted it all along. He really is that convincing.

Indeed it is a class skill, but Redcloak, as a Cleric, would have a high Wisdom score. I wouldn't be surprised if he did something to get a better Sense Motive score (cross-class ranks, magic item, spell, or something), since I'm sure you find a lot of back-stabbers when you work with evil, and he'd get a huge circumstance modifier to the check. It's not incredibly likely, but it's possible he'd see through the bluff.

Still, Xykon probably has max ranks in bluff and a Charisma score past 30, for a bonus to his bluff check of at least +35, as a conservative estimate. Redcloak's Sense Motive would be with the circumstance modifier (let's say +20) and and his Wisdom (let's say 26 for a +8, but it might be as high as 30) and he comes up with a +28... so it doesn't look good. Unless he did, in fact, put cross-class ranks in or get an item, which could easily be another +7 for a total +35, making it look a bit better, if it weren't for the fact that Xykon's Charisma is probably higher than 30 and likely has more than 24 ranks in bluff like I assumed for the calculations.

...this came out a lot longer than I intended. And I don't even remember which point I was arguing for.

[Zanaril]

Would she even tell Redcloak about this?
No, I don't think she would. She'd be embarassed, and would consider it something that she had to deal with on her own. She doesn't want pity, and she knows there's nothing Redcloak can do to help; in her opinion, all that telling him would do is to cause more problems. She'd probably just keep telling herself that Xykon would eventually get bored and that the problem would go away on it's own.


How could Redcloak deal? I mean, he knows how charming Xykon is. And he'd be able to see what was happening to Vaarsuvius. Even if he knew it's not her fault, it'd be hard to not be a little hurt.
He'd keep trying to warn her about what Xykon was doing. I don't think V would appreciate the help. :smallfrown:


Maybe that's a reason for him to actually keep up what he was doing, besides just interest.
:xykon:: Watching those two argue is more entertaining than anything the Teevo picks up these days.

But yes, once he realized how useful it would be. And it would certainly be cruel irony to let them be together only to drive them apart.


Well, Deirdre already has an Electra Complex, so there's Deirdre/Redcloak and Deirdre/Xykon there, (and Deirdre/Elan, Deirdre/Roy, Deirdre/Belkar, Deirdre/Durkon, and Deirdre/Aarindarius, but that's only if they turn up...) and she seems to be developing a 'thing' for incest and pseudo-incest (or did I not make her attraction to Abram and her brothers obvious enough?), so it becomes... a love dodecahedron.
...That's a lot of alternative endings. :smalleek: :smalltongue:

I'm not sure Deirdre/V would work though. Maybe that should be the one pairing that Vaarsuvius gets let off on.

[ShinyDelusion]

Yay! New thread!

Welcome, Symmys! My first post was in the Crack Pairings thread too! Hope to see your story soon.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Wait, what happened to Tia?! :smalleek:

[Zanaril]

Wait, what happened to Tia?! :smalleek:

In one of W-S's fics (the one on DeviantArt) she sided with Xykon and changed her name to Deirdre.

[Water-Smurf]

The thing is, with Xykon's Bluff score (Bluff is a class skill for Sorcerers, right?), it's not impossible that if Redcloak walked in on a... session, Xykon could convince him that it was V who wanted it all along. He really is that convincing.

Can Bluff really pull that off? I mean, Redcloak knows Vaarsuvius and he knows Xykon--if Vaarsuvius told him that Xykon forced her and was lying, it's a lot more plausible than Vaarsuvius wanting the lich who had been sexually harassing her for a while get her naked and touch her.


No, I don't think she would. She'd be embarassed, and would consider it something that she had to deal with on her own. She doesn't want pity, and she knows there's nothing Redcloak can do to help; in her opinion, all that telling him would do is to cause more problems. She'd probably just keep telling herself that Xykon would eventually get bored and that the problem would go away on it's own.

After all they've gone through, I think that Redcloak would be more hurt that she didn't come to him than he would be over nearly anything else she could do. Xykon would revel in the whole thing, but Redcloak would be devastated by the prospect that Vaarsuvius was being hurt and she was embarrassed to say anything to him about it.

But combined with the above, it could make the idea that she wanted Xykon to touch her a little more plausible in his eye if she hadn't mentioned anything. I'm not sure if he'd feel worse about the prospect of her cheating on him or her not telling him when she was hurt.


He'd keep trying to warn her about what Xykon was doing. I don't think V would appreciate the help. :smallfrown:

She wouldn't be, but he'd be insistent. He wouldn't want her to be drawn into Xykon's web.


:xykon:: Watching those two argue is more entertaining than anything the Teevo picks up these days.

But yes, once he realized how useful it would be. And it would certainly be cruel irony to let them be together only to drive them apart.

Do you think that Tiasal has hope to bring them back together somehow?


...That's a lot of alternative endings. :smalleek: :smalltongue:

I'm not sure Deirdre/V would work though. Maybe that should be the one pairing that Vaarsuvius get let off on.

Ironically, Deirdre has a bigger bone to pick with men loving her than she does with women. She considers women spiteful, like Tsukiko, but ultimately harmless, also like Tsukiko. Men were the ones to hurt her, and in some sadomasochistic way, she hurts herself and them by sleeping with them, except for Xykon, who she only hurts herself to sleep with. To tell the truth, she actually was attracted to Redcloak, Octavius, Terentius, Abram, and to Right-Eye once she started really going down the crazy roller-coaster. The love Tiasal has for them is refracted through Deirdre's broken psyche into something perverse. Vaarsuvius is safe from this because she's a woman and Tiasal never knew her, but if she turns up and unwittingly builds a relationship with what's left of Tiasal, Deirdre's psyche will refract it again in processing.

[The Odor]

YAY!!!!!! NEW THEARD SMELL!!! *Is running in circles*

[The Dark Fiddler]

Can Bluff really pull that off? I mean, Redcloak knows Vaarsuvius and he knows Xykon--if Vaarsuvius told him that Xykon forced her and was lying, it's a lot more plausible than Vaarsuvius wanting the lich who had been sexually harassing her for a while get her naked and touch her.

It all depends on how big of a circumstance modifier RC gets to his Sense Motive check, as I explained earlier.

But that's if you want to go by the rules. I personally don't think that if it were just a story with no D&D RC would buy it.


Vaarsuvius is safe from this because she's a woman and Tiasal never knew her, but if she turns up and unwittingly builds a relationship with what's left of Tiasal, Deirdre's psyche will refract it again in processing.

I dunno, we have a hard enough time telling what V's gender is. Would V being her mother be enough to let her tell? :smalltongue:

[Zanaril]

But combined with the above, it could make the idea that she wanted Xykon to touch her a little more plausible in his eye if she hadn't mentioned anything.
It would take a lot more work than just lying to Reddy, but I think it would be possible for Xykon to do. Especially if V has started to hate Redcloak at that point.


I'm not sure if he'd feel worse about the prospect of her cheating on him or her not telling him when she was hurt.
Depends: how jelous is Reddy? How much of his love for her is caring about her being happy, and how much is wanting her to be happy with him? (And some of it is the latter; no-one is completely altruistic.)


She wouldn't be, but he'd be insistent. He wouldn't want her to be drawn into Xykon's web. Except if they were already being driven apart at that point it would just make V annoyed. Maybe she would feel he was blaming her for falling into a 'obvious' trap? (Which would then make her less likely to tell Reddy what Xykon was doing to her..)


Do you think that Tiasal has hope to bring them back together somehow?
I don't know. It's a nice idea, but I'm not sure what Tia could do to help.


To tell the truth, she actually was attracted to Redcloak, Octavius, Terentius, Abram, and to Right-Eye once she started really going down the crazy roller-coaster.
I guessed she didn't rape Reddy just for revenge. :smallfrown:


Vaarsuvius is safe from this because she's a woman and Tiasal never knew her, but if she turns up and unwittingly builds a relationship with what's left of Tiasal, Deirdre's psyche will refract it again in processing.
One of Deidre's main complaints is that she exists at all; there's a lot of insults she could use based on the idea that V shouldn't have slept around. And for the same reason I can see them getting along, I can see them really hating each other.

[Lix Lorn]

XD
That is a LOT of alternate endings. XD

[Aaron]

Hooray! Crack pairings for everyone!

*Passes around cookies*

Oh, and Valentine's Day is next week...:smallamused:

*grabs cookies and glomps them, but still leaves plenty to share* :smallbiggrin:

Hooray for the new thread! :smallbiggrin: We need to start doing special Valentine's Day pairings! :smalltongue::smallamused:

[Water-Smurf]

It all depends on how big of a circumstance modifier RC gets to his Sense Motive check, as I explained earlier.

But that's if you want to go by the rules. I personally don't think that if it were just a story with no D&D RC would buy it.

Hmm...


I dunno, we have a hard enough time telling what V's gender is. Would V being her mother be enough to let her tell? :smalltongue:

I think that Tiasal would be very confused, though I'm hoping that the hormones would help make V look just a little more feminine. :smalltongue:


It would take a lot more work than just lying to Reddy, but I think it would be possible for Xykon to do. Especially if V has started to hate Redcloak at that point.

I doubt she could ever hate him, no matter what she tells herself. And if Redcloak actually thought that she was cheating on him, after she got over the initial indignant reaction, she would be devastated. She would try to convince herself that she was just furious that he let himself get fooled by Xykon, but she'd still be furious at herself for letting their relationship degrade to the point where he could conceive of that. She wouldn't want to lose him.

But she'd probably be too proud to apologize unless she really thought he was going to leave her for good.


Depends: how jelous is Reddy? How much of his love for her is caring about her being happy, and how much is wanting her to be happy with him? (And some of it is the latter; no-one is completely altruistic.)

Yeah, he wants her to be happy with him. He wants to be able to be with her and to raise Tiasal together and be just a happy family. But I think that he'd prefer that she'd be happy with another man than be unhappy with him. He loves her desperately, but he'd be happy as long as she was her--as long as she was still that wide, proud, open fire that he fell in love with, even if she was with someone else, he'd be happy just being close by and letting the flames warm him.

Metaphors aside, his love is definitely partially wanting her to be happy with him, but it's mostly wanting her to be happy and alive.

That being said, if he thought that she had been his and then he suddenly found out that she wasn't without warning, he would feel very jealous and deeply hurt.


Except if they were already being driven apart at that point it would just make V annoyed. Maybe she would feel he was blaming her for falling into a 'obvious' trap? (Which would then make her less likely to tell Reddy what Xykon was doing to her..)

I could see her getting that idea. And I can see Redcloak being devastated that she thought he meant that and then didn't say anything about Xykon because of it.


I don't know. It's a nice idea, but I'm not sure what Tia could do to help.

She is something that guarantees that, even if they break up, they're still connected. They both love her and want her safe, and they both need to work together to get her out of this dangerous environment.


I guessed she didn't rape Reddy just for revenge. :smallfrown:

And if she ever gets her hands on her brothers, her cousins, her surrogate fathers, or her uncle without needing to immediately kill them, she won't seduce and/or rape them purely for revenge either. But revenge is a big part.


One of Deidre's main complaints is that she exists at all; there's a lot of insults she could use based on the idea that V shouldn't have slept around. And for the same reason I can see them getting along, I can see them really hating each other.

Would Vaarsuvius be able to hate her? Yeah, she's raped her father and killed her brothers, but can a mother ever really hate their daughter, especially when it's obvious she's off her rocker and needs help desperately?

But yes. Deirdre is not happy with her mother and probably has something planned for her.

[Lix Lorn]

Poor Deidre has more complexes than most psychiatrist's entire clientele.

...on another note, i want some water. Any around? :smalltongue:

[Zanaril]

But she'd probably be too proud to apologize unless she really thought he was going to leave her for good.
In which case she'd be left completely alone. :smallfrown:


That being said, if he thought that she had been his and then he suddenly found out that she wasn't without warning, he would feel very jealous and deeply hurt.
If he thought V was willingly in a relationship with Xykon, what would he do then? Would he still try to get himself and Tiasal (and V?) away from there, or would he back down, return his attention to the Plan, and try to look after Tiasal as best he could in the circumstances?


She is something that guarantees that, even if they break up, they're still connected. They both love her and want her safe, and they both need to work together to get her out of this dangerous environment.
And if they get distracted over their own issues, Tiasal's the one who is going to suffer the most (at least the most unfairly), either short term (at the hands the the Master) or long term (by going insane).


Would Vaarsuvius be able to hate her? Yeah, she's raped her father and killed her brothers, but can a mother ever really hate their daughter, especially when it's obvious she's off her rocker and needs help desperately?

Not hate her daughter herself then, but she'd hate what Deirdre - not Tiasal - represented.


...on another note, i want some water. Any around? :smalltongue:

I don't think I'm allowed to give anyone anything anymore.

[Water-Smurf]

Poor Deidre has more complexes than most psychiatrist's entire clientele.

Oh yeah...


...on another note, i want some water. Any around? :smalltongue:

Depends. Are you under-age?


In which case she'd be left completely alone. :smallfrown:

I don't think that Redcloak is capable of not loving her, though Vaarsuvius would disagree. She's his fire. Even if she betrayed him, he would still love her.

He has a thing for always loving people. Right-Eye, Tiasal/Deirdre, Vaarsuvius...


If he thought V was willingly i a relationship with Xykon, what would he do when? Would he still try to get himself and Tiasal (and V?) away from there, or would he back down, return his attention to the Plan, and try to look after Tiasal as best he could in the circumstances?

He'd want Tiasal away from Master, but he'd lose his will to leave the Plan. Vaarsuvius was the only one who gave him the strength and bravery to face the concept that he had killed his brother for nothing, but without her, he only has Tiasal to live for. As long as she's safely tucked away, he'd quietly go back and work on the Plan. Xykon wouldn't need to threaten him anymore. He'd have nothing left.


And if they get distracted over their own issues, Tiasal's the one who is going to suffer the most, either short term (at the hands the the Master) or long term (by going insane).

And that's why they would have to work together, even if they were fighting. They love her and they are both smart enough to realize that they can't let her grow up under Master and in Xykon's influence.


Not hate her daughter herself then, but she'd hate what Deirdre - not Tiasal - represented.

That, she could hate. She'd probably use any means necessary to bring down Deirdre, even if it meant chaining her to a bed and forcing pills down her throat. But she'd love Tiasal, just as Redcloak and Right-Eye and her brothers and cousins and family do.

But Tiasal would hate herself horribly if she ever became herself again.

[Aaron]

I don't think I'm allowed to give anyone anything anymore.

I find that to be a good thing. Now I won't have to heal up poisoned Water-Smurf (and Coffee) as often. :smalltongue:

[NemoUtopia]

1) New thread is new! Sort of. It had to be said :smallwink:

2) Welcome newcomers!

3) In terms of grammar, commas are the bane of my existence...I tend to overuse, which is sometimes worse than under. I can't shake thinking of commas as short pauses AND subject changes or additions. That's its own thing. The real bugger is that while writing these I haven't had a second reader over my shoulder...when I get caught up in the process, my fingers sometimes try to keep up with my brain by dropping words. Only, when I read it on my own in the same day I fail to register that there's a problem: my brain fills in the dropped word as if it's there. As such, most of my non-spell-check-catchable words are fixed by retro edit in a forum environment, which is part of my process today and tomorrow. I'll be re-reading parts one through nine, as well as Tsukiko's and my Thog/Therkla, specifically for these problems and fixing them. If you spot something you feel is wrong, please feel free to PM me about it! I welcome the extra eyes because it usually takes a few days for my brain to read the text with a truly critical eye towards grammar. Part 10 is about halfway done...again, it's long. Like two to three parts long, but will all be one part. Then, of course, is Part 11: The Finale which should be a normalish length addition.

[Lix Lorn]

Poor Dierdre/Tiasal/V/Redcloak...

Why no, i am not underage. I can drink if i wish too. XP

[Meg]

*late to the party*

New thread! Woo! I feel like a bum 'cause I don't have anything to contribute to the conversation that hasn't already been said by someone more eloquent than me.

On an exciting note, I had my first speech tournament today, and I did pretty well. Also, it turns out my speech coach is also an OOTS fan, so we talked about SOD while we were waiting for the bus.

[Eztheria]

Meh :(
I'm off to roleplaying for a few hours and you opened a new thread without me ;_;

Oh well. How's that hand-thing-spell that V uses sometimes called? I have a nice story and I only need the name of that spell. Oh, and a Pic to the story.

[Lix Lorn]

Bixby's ___ ____.
^_^

[Meg]

Meh :(
I'm off to roleplaying for a few hours and you opened a new thread without me ;_;

Oh well. How's that hand-thing-spell that V uses sometimes called? I have a nice story and I only need the name of that spell. Oh, and a Pic to the story.

Bugsby's (verb)ing Hand

[NemoUtopia]

Oh well. How's that hand-thing-spell that V uses sometimes called? I have a nice story and I only need the name of that spell. Oh, and a Pic to the story.

There is a series of spells most often referred to as "Bigby's [action-ing] [descriptive-synonym-for-hand]". Clerics can also access the spell, but name it after their Deity according to Core rules. Just to make usage clear: it creates a giant construct of force capable of preforming one action, usually repeadedly. So "Bigby's Expressive Digit" would continually give the finger (and likely be low level), while the others spells have different effects:
Crushing/Squeezing Fist: Attempts to grapple/crush a target.
Pushing Palm: Continually bull-rushes and attempts to push a target.
Grasping Hand: Grapple but without the damage.
Etc. It's plenty reasonable to come up with your own Bigby spells, just keep in mind that it's relatively high level, especially as it does combat related things.

[Silverraptor]

Wow. We're already on thread 7!:smalleek: 2 more and you guys are tied with Shipping.

Some suggestions. Why doesn't Lira make a Crack pairing index thread for all the stories and links. That way, she doesn't have to be on at the same time as Fiddler and can update periodically.

[Lix Lorn]

Those supercool MTG things in your sig, that i've seen in dualcolour. Where do you get them?

[Eztheria]

Thank you.
First, the picture. It's just a rough sketch so I didn't bother uploading it on DA, but feel free to colour it or whatever. Same goes for my other sketches btw.
http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt152/Sulzala/misc005.jpg?t=1265505945

Now to the story. It flowed out of my pen and I think I didn't hit our little family there 100%, but...

"You again.", said Lee.
"You're going to be our best customer."
"Shut up. Go get the splice ready.", Vaarsuvius grumbled. "This time, I will not fail."
"As you wish."
Three familiar souls appeared before her. Haerta chuckled. "Ooh, you think you can hold us now?"
"At least she looks way healthier now!", Jephton interjected.
"Who has wronged you this time?" Ganonron asked, looking straightly at the elf.
She didn't answer immediately. She just returned their mocking each with a single, determined gaze.
"Do you want to destroy something or don't you?", the elf smirked with a raised eyebrow. Then she turned to the three fiends.
"How long do you want to wait? Your time-stop doesn't hold forever."
"How inconsiderate of us..."
Two orbs appeared in front of the wizard.
"As if you needed to pose the choice." She touched the blue orb.
Welcome back to the dark side, sister!
Destroy those that have wronged you!
Tear everything down!
"Your verbal interjection is unecessary, so do me the favor of shutting up."
"Time stop ends in 3...", Cedric started.
Vaarsuvius turned towards the door.
"Two."
With each step she took towards it, the counter went down. The moment she touched the handle, Cedric exclaimed "Zero", she felt resistance and opened the door gently. Vaarsuvius looked into Redcloaks shocked face.
"What in..."
She passed him and walked into the corridor.
"I have done what was necessary. I will end it this time, I promise."
"Wait!" Redcloak turned and tried to grasp her, but by then his love had already muttered a "somethingundefinable teleport" and disappeared.
"... No..."

Xykon didn't even bother to turn around.
"You didn't learn ANYTHING in the last 17 years, did you?"
"Sunblast."
"Argh! You-"
"Quickened Time Stop."
Three souls silently held up a red sign.
"Quickened Sul'Zalas Buff-pack. Quickened Sul'Zalas Resistance-pack. Delayed Sunblast"
Three souls silently held up a green sign.
"-bi- ARGH! Meteor Swarm!"
In between the distraction caused by the spammed Sunblasts and Meteor Swarms by the two casters neither of the seemed to notice the black-robed, goblinoid adolescent with purple hair that came hurrying into the room.
For a moment, she couldn't quite grasp what was going on, in the next Xykon held her as a shield in front of him. Now she was eye-to-eye with the strange elven caster that looked so oddly familiar. But it couldn't be. Xykon had confiscated her spellbook. There was no way...
"Now, you wouldn't hurt your precious bast-"
"Not my daughter, you BASTARD!", the castress screamed. Tiasals eyes widened.
"EMPOWERED SUNBLAST!"
The Lich disintegrated and Tiasal would've made an unpleasant contact with the ground if Vaarsuvius hadn't cast a Feather Fall on her. Their eyes met.
"Hand over the phylactery, Tiasal."
"No! You-"
"Hand it over. Now!"
"You - You CAN'T be my mother! Whatever you have done to her-"
"Hand it OVER!"
"N-Never! Xykon was like a father to me, more than-"
"SILENCE!"
Tiasal stared at the woman in front of her. It COULDN'T be Vaarsuvius. It just couldn't be.
"You... leave me no choice. Believe me, I don't like this... Depowered Astas Shockwave for many Situations!" (A/N: I'm sorry. I needed a name for this one. Will take it out if you don't like ist, Asta Kask.)
"Ugh!" Tiasal was thrown off her feet.
"Bigsby's Grasping Hand."
Again, Tiasal didn't hit the ground or a wall, but she was at that castress' mercy.
"Learn to know your place, daughter! Trust me, I don't like hurting you..." Vaarsuvius hovered towards her child and took Xykons phylactery from her.
"Disguisting. Disintegrate."
Xykon's anchor to the plane of the living cumbled to ashes. Just as the first speck touched the ground, an alarmed Redcloak burst into the room. The wizard released the spell and caught Tiasal in her arms.
"Vaarsuvius! Tiasal!", Redcloak stormed towards his love and his daughter.
"It is done.", the former one said calmly.
He embraced both.
"What price did you have to pay?" A tear ran down from his remaining eye.
"A small one compared to what we would've had to pay if I hadn't done it." she gently touched the patch over Redcloaks right eye. "You can heal it now. No one will take it from you ever again. On a lesser related note, are there anny immediate threats it would be prudent to deal with now that I still command over this power?"
"... No.", Redcloak answered.
Vaarsuvius released the splices. In front if Tiasal's eyes the castress' aura, which had been tainted black with evil cleared up, the fangs disappeared and the blank white eyes returned to the green ones she had known before. In front of her eyes,, the fiend that had killed her father figure and mentor transformed into the person that had been introduced to her as her mother. Shocked and confused she turned to her 'true' father, Redcloak. The tears that ran down his cheeks were an unfamiliar sight to her, she had never seen him cry. But one thing was sure: The woman was, in fact, her mother. And she had just killed Xykon off for real. Tiasal was overwhelmed by new and surpressed emotions alike. Vaarsuvius turned to her daughter and the helplessly to Redcloak. He just hugged Tiasal closer, smiled, and said: "We have much catching up to do."

Phew!

[Lix Lorn]

Haha. XD Xykon got OWNED. XD

[Yiuel]

Haha. XD Xykon got OWNED. XD

Which is good.

[icastflare!]

Nemoutiopia, I accidently put my last post on the last thread. It has my explanation for why I took off. Any way here is the first part of my not so epic tale Rogue Love

Haley examined the bandit camp. "So this is where they took Elan" she said." This place has a guard at every turn. This isnt gonna be easy." She knew she couldnt do this without Roy but someone had to rescue Elan."Maybe a quicknap will help." Haley dozed off,unaware of the bandits coming up the hill.
Haley awoke to bandits at her throat. She tried to reach for her bow,but her hands were tied up. She was all alone in a tent. She had no idea what would happen next. Would they kill her? Would she be sold into slavery? Thoughts of misfortune plagued her mind.
Hours passed. She was going insane because of the wait. Her fate was in the balance and she couldnt bluff her way out of it. Haley nearly lossed hope, but then the bandit leader entered tent. Haley was in awe.
This man was more than handsome, he was the epitomy of beauty. That scar gave him the aura of mystery. How can a man so good looking be the leader of dirty thieves?" Well then, I am the bandit leader." he said." And right now you are my prisoner.
Haley almost broke out in a cold sweat. what was this dashing man going to do to her? Will she ever find Elan? " I presume you came looking for the bard that came by earlier" he said with a grin. " I will let you and him go, on one condition." His face broke out in a smug grin

And thats all for now folks. Part 2 will be out by friday if time permits.

[Water-Smurf]

I don't have much time until my school shuts off my Internet, so I'll only post an update for PM and leave my replies for another post.

Oh, and do scrolls make it so that you don't need to wait to cast something? Like if you had a True Resurrection scroll, you wouldn't need to wait ten minutes casting time?

“No, no, it’s like this!”

The half-outsider picked up the pair of dice, letting them both fall on the multi-layered board. “You see? Twelve. That means that I get to move up or down four times.”

“This makes no sense!” Abram shook his head, staring incredulously at the little outsider figurines. “We’ve been at this for two hours—can’t we go outside and play badminton or something?”

Terentius lay on his back with his little sister on his stomach, dark fingers gently running through soft purple hair. “Tia’s fallen asleep.”

“Good. We can wake her when it’s her turn. Two more hours from now,” Octavius grumbled, stretching impatiently.

“It’s a game about basic math and advanced theological philosophy! It’s not that hard! Come on, I’ll explain it again…”

Everyone let out a groan.

---

Tiasal woke up shaking. She was wrapped up in a blanket, but her core was freezing and her muscles were giving off spasms without reason. Cold sweat rolled down her face, blotches of black invading her eyes, and she could do little more than whimper as aches crawled up and down her bones, locking in with strong arms and sharp teeth. She wanted something. Needed something.

She felt like she was sick again, only worse than the times she had been sick in her field. In her field, Durkon would just cast a spell and she would be better after a day of Aunt Celia giving her soup. This was horrible. This was her own body rebelling, demanding something that she didn’t know how to give. Hallucinations rippled through her senses like water. The sight of thousands of people staring at her. The scent of flowers, wine, honey, and motherhood tickling the tip of her nose. The salty taste of blood coating her teeth. The feel of an adult’s arms wrapped gently around her torso, his body curled protectively against hers. The sound of someone whispering in her ear about how she would be okay, that it was unpleasant but she would be okay…

Someone tied something around her bicep and there was a sharp pain on the inside of her elbow.

The chills left. So did the weird sensations. She was in the stone room and children were milling towards the door, some still in blankets with needles and some on their beds with swollen bellies.

Swift was sitting next to her, a used needle in his hand. He gingerly put it to the side, taking the rubber band off of Tiasal’s arm.

“Ms. Tsukiko told us to make sure you had your braids…” he mumbled softly, avoiding eye contact and picking up a brush he had laid aside.

Tiasal gave a terse nod, frowning curiously at the needle and turning so the boy could fix her hair.

“D-don’t worry. I gave you a low dosage. Keeps the withdrawal symptoms away but doesn’t make you fuzzy. If you’re good for Master, he’ll keep giving you the doses you need. He… he uses it for the kids who misbehave a lot…”

Tiasal’s frown deepened, and she searched her memory for how she started this needle thing. She couldn’t remember. The night before was just a blur.

That did not bode well.

“And… uh, I have a change of clothes for you…”

Tiasal looked down at her clothes in confusion, noting that the seat of her pants had some white stuff on it. That was weird. Was it flour? No, it wasn’t right for flour…

Suspicion was roused within. She didn’t like this.

Swift tightened her hair before pulling it into the restrictive braids, tying them at the end.

“You should change.”

Tiasal glanced back at him, narrowing her eyes before she took the offered clothes, standing up and changing right there.

“You should be happy, you know. He went easy on you.” Swift subconsciously rubbed his bottom gently. “And, um…” he looked away, mumbling, “be careful when you’re outside tending the courtyard. Some people are a little angry that he hasn’t touched you much.”

Tiasal cocked her head in confusion, then shrugged. She didn’t really care. She wasn’t afraid of the servant kids. (She was a little curious about the touching thing, but oh well. He was probably talking about the beatings.)

“Lord Xykon wishes to see you.”

She nodded absently. It was time for her lessons, anyway. He would probably get her to try slaughtering some of the animals on the edges of the forest. He hopefully had enough sense to not send her deep inside—there were seriously high-powered monsters there. Enough to give the woman with the dragon tattoo trouble.

She concentrated for a moment on the glassy surface of the used syringe on the ground, trying to summon the image of what had occurred the night before. The glass remained reflecting the mundane stone ceiling.

“He’s, uh, in the throne room.”

Tiasal nodded and started towards the door.

“Yesterday was the first time you saw your dad, right?”

Tiasal looked back, frowning, but Swift looked just as shocked as she. Yet he didn’t take back his question.

There was a silence.

She nodded slowly.

Swift bit his lip. “What was it like?”

She was quiet for another long moment before shrugging and turning away.

“Oh.” He looked down. “Well, um, I hope it goes better next time.” Tiasal opened the door and Swift seemed to hesitate. “…I hope it goes better, Deirdre.”

Tiasal took only a moment to glance back confusedly before leaving.

In the back of her head, memories stirred, then lay back dormant.

---

Redcloak took off his bloody shirt, breathing heavily, and placed his hand on his chest. “Cure Serious Wounds.”

As his injuries healed up, he pulled on a different shirt, slipping on his armor over it and clasping his cloak around his neck. He should have expected that Xykon would want him to level-grind after such a long death, but this was a lot for a newly brought-back body to deal with.

Luckily, he was back in his study and was only expected to do paperwork now. Admittedly extremely hard paperwork that included research about how to control a being of pure chaos, but still, papers usually didn’t grow claws and rip people apart. Usually.

He sat down slowly at his desk, frowning at the papers already strewn across it. He had to admit that their ‘host’s’ library was surprisingly expansive—he wondered how books of such rarity came here—but the mere thought of being grateful to the child-raping bastard for anything made his blood boil.

Vaarsuvius, had the elf been there, would have simply blasted the monster, picked up Tiasal, and run away. Redcloak wished he could do that, but he was too caught up with the consequences. Xykon wouldn’t let them get away. Tiasal would be hurt. His daughter would be hurt.

He had to do his best to make sure that that never happened.

Redcloak frowned at the papers, lightly pulling one of them from the pile and scanning it for relevancy. It was about epic-level spells. It was possible that there was something he could use.

He didn’t know how long he was looking through those papers for when he heard someone open the door behind him. He ignored it, figuring it to be Tsukiko and expecting some jibes.

Someone came up on his blind side and set a tray of food carefully on one of the paperless spots. Redcloak shied away in surprise—after all this time working with it, he hated people coming up on his right side—and turned his head to compensate for the lost half of his vision.

He froze.

Tiasal looked up at him, gave a small nod, and turned to leave. He was shocked into stillness so long that she was almost gone.

“Wait!”

She paused and Redcloak jumped up, his heart pounding in his ears and words tumbling out without thought behind them. “Is there anyone waiting for you?”

She hesitated, then made a small ‘I’ve got a minute’ gesture.

Redcloak had no idea what to say, but he kept talking anyway. He wanted her to stay. He wanted to know everything about her life. He didn’t want his baby to leave again. “Have they hurt you?”

Tiasal shrugged and he knelt down slowly, tentatively putting his hands on her little shoulders. She felt so fragile, as if the smallest bit of pressure from him could break her bones to pieces. He wanted to hug her. He wanted to pick her up, put her in his lap, and talk as though he had been there her whole life. He wanted to have those fifteen years with his family that Xykon had stolen.

He couldn’t have that.

“Does it hurt to talk?”

She hesitated.

“…A little.”

Her voice sounded a little like sandpaper, but his heart swelled nonetheless, ears perking to listen harder. It didn’t sound like she spoke a lot. If she used it more often, he didn’t have a doubt that her voice would be beautiful.

“I don’t talk a lot.”

Redcloak nodded, frowning, at a loss for what to say. “Why not?”

She shifted, clasping her hands in front of her. “…” She shrugged. “…I don’t like it when people lie.”

Redcloak cocked his head, a smile flickering over his lips, and he blurted out the first thing to come to his mind. “You sound like your mother.”

Her ears twitched, perking, and swiveled so that they faced him.

“She hated it when people were dishonest. Especially if she couldn’t tell the difference.” Redcloak slowly sat down in a more comfortable position and the little girl crept forward, ears twitching. “It used to drive her crazy when we first met that I treated her civilly while still being an enemy. She thought that I wasn’t making myself easy to categorize.”

Tiasal crept closer.

Redcloak looked her up and down, memories of Vaarsuvius and that one snatch of time he had had with his newborn running through his head. The only two women who had been able to make him cry in his entire adult life.

“I don’t think you like it either. Not being able to categorize me, I mean. You’re like your mother.”

Tiasal sat slowly in his lap, ears swiveling to hear him better. Redcloak’s heart swelled and he loosely wrapped his arms around the little girl, noting that she was tense, but not as tense as she was the moment before.

“Who have you been raised by all these years?”

The girl rolled her shoulders, pulling at her braids uncomfortably. “The Order.”

He nodded slowly. Three humans, a dwarf, and a psychopathic halfling. Not ideal, but definitely better than the alternatives. For non-goblins, they were okay.

He absently pulled her braids loose, letting her hair out in its fluffy glory and running his fingers through it. It was just as soft and fine as Vaarsuvius’s. He missed his wife.

She seemed relieved to have her hair loose again.

“Do they treat you well?”

Tiasal hesitated, studying him, and slowly nodded. “Your eye…”

“Oh, that.” Redcloak turned his head a little so the patch was harder to see. “Don’t worry. I had it before I died. Xykon wanted me to have it again.”

She was quiet, eyes studious.

“Don’t think about it. He just likes being cruel.” Redcloak stroked her hair, running it in between his fingers. It was so soft. Just like her mother’s.

“Who are you?”

Redcloak paused, then blinked in confusion. “I’m… I’m your father.”

“No. Who are you? Not what.”

The goblin frowned thoughtfully, running his fingers through the little girl’s hair.

“The Order never told me.”

Redcloak nodded slowly, trying to think of what to say.

Well, he wasn’t about to lie to his own daughter. He had gotten her in this situation. He owed her the truth. “They probably didn’t want you to think badly of your own father.”

Her ears perked slowly.

“How much did they tell you?”

The door swung open and Tiasal jerked in surprise, Redcloak instinctively tightening his grip firmly around the little girl and looking up, frowning darkly.

His expression got positively vicious when he saw who ambled in slowly.

“Clash, you are slacking.”

Tiasal winced, subconsciously burrowing into Redcloak’s chest and letting out a soft whimper without meaning to. Master leaned on a cane he seemed to have picked up somewhere, frowning disapprovingly at her. “You don’t want to be slacking, do you?”

Redcloak heard the threat in the old man’s voice, a growl beginning deep in his chest.

But he couldn’t do anything. He would scare his daughter and Xykon would set the cleric on her.

Only one thing to do.

He forced a smile, still running his fingers lovingly through purple strands. “I’m sorry, this was my fault. I got a little greedy about spending time with her and wouldn’t let her go. I’m sure that she’ll be excused from any punishment.”

He put an underlying threat to his tone, making sure that the cleric knew that he wasn’t the only one who had power. Redcloak gently brushed his lips against his daughter’s hairline. “Alright, Tiasal. We’ll continue this conversation later, okay?”

She looked up at him, for once not having that studious expression. She blinked her thanks and gave him a tentative smile. “Okay… Dad.”

He bit his lip and ruffled her hair, allowing her to get up and scamper out of the room.

His heart ached and he fought the urge to call her back. He could have all the time he wanted with his little girl when he had figured out how to release Vaarsuvius and escape with her. He had to focus on keeping her safe. He could be separated from her if it meant his baby was safe.

Master turned to go.

“I need to talk to you for a moment.”

The cleric looked at the goblin, frowning, as Redcloak stood up and brushed himself off. The only indicator of Redcloak’s feelings was a hard expression. “Close the door. I don’t want my daughter or any of the children here listening to this.”

The cleric narrowed his eyes, but slowly did as was told, pushing the door closed. “You seemed a little snuggled with her.” A smirk carved itself into his face. “She’s a pretty little girl. Do what you know you want to. Every good father does.”

Redcloak resisted the urge to slash the monster across the face, and instead, he just sneered. “You’re a sick bastard who just deludes himself into thinking that everyone is just as twisted as you.” He crossed his arms, one eye narrowed into a gold chip. “The only reason I’m not going to kill you where you stand is because Xykon would hurt my daughter if I did. But, even with my lengthy death, I’m still a much higher level than you. If you touch her, I will guarantee that you will sincerely regret it.”

The cleric paused, quietly contemplating his cane. For a moment, Redcloak didn’t think he would respond. “She’s a very pretty little girl. Very quiet, though.” He rubbed his chin and the goblin tensed, anticipating something he would get angry at. “The little ones always bleed the first time. Most scream. I don’t think that she will scream. She’ll stay silent and then cry later.” The cleric stroked his cane, beady eyes distant. “She’ll be interesting to break.”

The cleric found himself slammed against the wall and then thrown to the floor, claws slashing straight through his face. He shouted in pain, covering his face but unwilling to heal it just yet for fear of getting his attacker angrier. Redcloak loomed over him, eye glowing furiously and claws dripping with his blood.

“Stay the hell away from my daughter.”

Redcloak slashed with his other hand, crisscrossing his last cuts. The cleric let out a warbling shout, holding his hands to his face and trying to stop the bleeding.

The goblin growled, clamping his hand around the man’s throat and forcing him to stand. “If you touch her, then I will make you pay in blood. Got it?”

Sticky red dripped down the cleric’s face, staining his clothes in macabre punctuation of the real threat the goblin was dealing.

“…I understand.”

“Good.”

Redcloak threw the cleric down. “Get yourself cleaned up. Those kids suffer enough without seeing your bloodied mug looking like it just came out of a horror show.”

He stalked out.

It took a while for the cleric to do the same.

---

Tiasal frowned at the shovel in her hand, then at the giant snow-covered courtyard before dropping her tool. The stone paths were already shoveled, especially around the fountain, and the cleric probably wouldn’t notice if she didn’t do anything.

Instead, she walked into the woods.

Snow clung to the evergreens, and she had to be careful to walk quietly. Extremely high level monsters lurked in the woods, and she had no desire to be eviscerated. It was stupid that she was out here, but she didn’t care. Something was pulling her along.

She came to the edge of a pond, a thin layer of ice on the edges and a thicker layer at the center. She sat at the edge, resting her hand lightly on the top of the thin ice. “Burning Hands.”

Her hands melted through the ice and rested on top of the freezing water in little hand-shaped holes.

“I’m scared to go in.”

The two boys dived under the water, and Tiasal was afraid for a moment that they had drowned, but both came up quickly, flipping their wet hair out of their eyes. Sun filtered through the leaves and lit up the mildly murky water, making her brothers’ chocolate-colored skin glimmer.

“Don’t worry, Tia,” Terentius said, swimming slowly to the edge of the pool and smiling at her. “We won’t let you drown.” He held out a wet hand for his tiny sister to take.

Tiasal hesitated, then slowly pulled off her clothes, letting them drop to the ground, and took her brother’s hand. “What about if you’re not nearby when I’m drowning?”

Octavius backstroked to the middle of the pond, grinning. “We’re your big brothers, you little Oompa Loompa. No matter what mess you get yourself into, we’ll always pull you out.”

Terentius’s eyes sparkled in the sun and he tightened his grip on her hand. “We promise.”

She wasn’t going to see her brothers again.

“Aarindarius?”

The wizard looked up from his book, eyes surprised, at the little girl at his door. She was clothed in a thin lavender nightgown—far too thin for the winter weather—and her ankles were scratched and bleeding from walking in the field barefoot. Tangled purple hair hung ragged around her face, and little dark circles were forming under her eyes.

“It is past midnight, child. You were put to bed over five hours ago.” Aarindarius stood up, frowning. “Why have you come here?”

“…” The little girl shifted, looking at the wall. “…Nightmare.”

The wizard was quiet.

“Oh.” He paused, then gestured her closer. “Well, come sit here.”

She obediently came forward, holding out her arms. The wizard gently picked her up, sitting at his armchair and putting her on his lap. He brushed his lips lightly against the little girl’s green forehead, adjusting so they both were comfortable. “You are safe here.”

Tiasal nodded, resting her head on the wizard’s shoulder and taking a breath of his scent. She knew.

She dozed off in his arms.

When she woke up, she was curled up against her teacher in his bed, and the gentle blush of dawn was only just brushing the sky.

Aarindarius was dead.

“Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are…”

“Sweetie, Tiasal is twelve years old. I think it’s a little late for nursery rhymes.”

Uncle Elan’s eyes were practically glowing. “It’s never too late for song, as my mom always said! Look, she loves it!”

Tiasal smiled endearingly and sat back, waiting for her uncle to sing about the diamonds in the sky.

Uncle Elan was dead.

“You don’t know how to play the lute?”

Tiasal stared at the instrument as if it had grown four legs, then shook her head, looking up at her ten-year-old cousin with a quizzical expression on her face.

“Neither do I. Don’t tell Dad.” Abram made an exaggerated shushing motion, then looked around secretively. “Hey, let’s go make some cookies. I’ll let you eat the dough if you don’t tell Mom about how much I eat.”

Tiasal nodded eagerly and grabbed her cousin’s hand. Abram brightened, glancing around mischievously before leaning down and kissing her cheek. “When you’re all grown up, I’ll keep you hidden up in Aarindarius’s tower, where you’ll have all the cookie dough you can eat. And no one can have you unless they climb the tower.” He pulled her into the kitchen. “And then you’ll marry the first guy that can do that.”

Tiasal grinned. In her youthful mind, little girls grew up to marry their fathers, brothers or cousins. She would be happy if she could marry any of them.

She quietly daydreamed about which of the men she loved would climb the tower first as Abram searched for ingredients.

Abram was dead.

She wouldn’t see Auntie Haley.

Wouldn’t see Uncle Roy.

Not Aunt Celia, not her cousins, not Uncle Belkar, not Uncle Durkon, not Inkyrius, not Blackwing, not O-Chul or Hinjo or Lien …

They were all gone. Well and truly gone.

And she never got to say goodbye.

For a moment, she forgot that they hated her. She forgot the resentment, the comments, and the regret. She only remembered the smiles, the love, the warmth, and the kindness.

Tiasal hugged her knees and started to cry, and one by one, she let her family sink into the pond to disappear under the ice.

All the while, a little girl that only Tiasal could see watched and shook her head.

Thoughts?

[CoffeeIncluded]

Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown:


I don't think I'm allowed to give anyone anything anymore.

Uh, Zanaril? Please help me! I had five bottles of the stuff and now I can't stop thinking about doing things with B. Make it stop! :smalleek:

[icastflare!]

Does anyone wanna go down the Deirdre path? ITs normally best to let it be in my book

[Sereg]

Oh, and Valentine's Day is next week...:smallamused:

As I've been trying to remind everyone.

I had a bit of time. So here is part 2 of “More than Just Duty”:

Another goblin uprising crushed. Another successful mission. Once again I would be dead were it not for Sangwaan’s gift of strategy given to her by the gods. How many times has she saved my life now? I am not certain. Only the gods can be sure. My blades are covered in goblin blood. They must be cleaned. I return to the tent. Sangwaan is undressing. Her breasts are so firm and round. I must stop thinking of her this way. Wait, what is that? “You’re injured.” I say as I stare at the arrow wound in her side.
“It’s not serious like your injuries were.” answers Sangwaan.
“I have larger hit dice.” I reply, “Part of my duty is to protect you yet more often it is you who protect me. I can still lay on hands. Let me help you.”
“Very well.” she answers and lifts her arms for better access. I touch her and restore her hit points. Her skin is soft and smooth. I am blushing as I realize how close I am to her breasts. “You still find me attractive.” comments Sangwaan.
“What?” I say.
“I’m a diviner.” she answers, “I know how you feel about me, despite how you try to deny it. At first I wasn’t sure if it wasn’t merely a crush. I couldn’t respond as you were still a little young for me. Yet your attraction towards me has only increased. I admire your dedication and strength. I could really benefit from having a girlfriend like you and I believe that you could benefit from having one like me.” She kisses me. Would the gods declare this as wrong if they had made it feel so right?

Sorry that it’s short. I had to write it quickly and I wanted to stop before the next part of the story.

Incidentally Raging Gene Ray, I double checked and it turns out that human starting age for paladins is 15 + 1d6 and for monks is 15 + 2d6, therefore, I don’t think that it is a stretch to say that Miko was in her late teens by the time she was finished training.

[Aaron]

Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown:

Yes, yes she does. :smallwink::smalltongue:


Uh, Zanaril? Please help me! I had five bottles of the stuff and now I can't stop thinking about doing things with B. Make it stop! :smalleek:

*Whacks Coffee with a very familiar looking 2X4.* :smalltongue::smallbiggrin:

[The Odor]

Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown::
Of course young padawan.



Uh, Zanaril? Please help me! I had five bottles of the stuff and now I can't stop thinking about doing things with B. Make it stop! :smalleek:

Sure it was the drinks?:smallamused:

[Lix Lorn]

The fact that Xykon called her Deidre doesn't mean it's going to happen that way. It just means he's trying to make it so.

No-one would give me any drugged drink, however much i beg. ;_;

[Asta Kask]

IOh, and do scrolls make it so that you don't need to wait to cast something? Like if you had a True Resurrection scroll, you wouldn't need to wait ten minutes casting time?

Yes.


Thoughts?

Screaming at the window
Watch me die another day
Hopeless situation endless price I have to pay

Sanity now it's beyond me there's no choice

Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary I'm here to stay

Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity now it's beyond me
There's no choice

A sickened mind and spirit
The mirror tells me lies
Could I mistake myself for someone
Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me
Is he tryin' to get out or tryin' to enter me

Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save me from myself

Enemies fill up the pages
Are they me
Monday till Sunday in stages
Set me free


Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown:

A good writer follows the story wherever it goes.


Uh, Zanaril? Please help me! I had five bottles of the stuff and now I can't stop thinking about doing things with B. Make it stop! :smalleek:

I'm afraid the only way out is through. But if you give him five bottles as well...

...or you could just flash him.

[Zanaril]

Oh, and do scrolls make it so that you don't need to wait to cast something? Like if you had a True Resurrection scroll, you wouldn't need to wait ten minutes casting time?
Judging from the comic, yes. :smallconfused:

Here's the page about scrolls. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/magicItems/scrolls.htm)


Thoughts?
I'm glad that Reddy's capable of handling the cleric, but I can't help but feel that this is going to backfire on him pretty soon. :smallfrown: I also have a bad feeling about the whole thing with the drugs.

The flashbacks were really heartbreaking, even though I'm still not certain that they're actually dead.

Not sure what to think about the implication that she was always vaguely attracted to her relatives; I suppose now I can see where Deidre gets it from.



Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown:

Deirdre's going to be there no matter what path the story takes. But whether or not she takes control in this path is another matter.


Uh, Zanaril? Please help me! I had five bottles of the stuff and now I can't stop thinking about doing things with B. Make it stop! :smalleek:

I didn't give you anything, those feelings are your own. :smallamused:

[Eztheria]

At this point, I think she still can jump off the Deirdre path. Granted, it's on the general direction, but there is still at least one fork in the rope that leads to a better ending.


No-one would give me any drugged drink, however much i beg. ;_;
*has read the first page now* hrm... Well, on VD you can excuse a little Love Potion in your orange juice, can you? I'll go and set the chauldron up in my room (there's a reason that every room got windows, you know...).

The "underage" thing, is it where you live or is it America? If it was where-you-live, i'd be of age, in America I wouldn't...

[Lix Lorn]

I want love potion.

No, don't ask that! Always assume the preferable answer. XP

[half-halfling]

I really liked water-smurf's story. Tiasal finally started to appreciate how people in Ivyleaf were good for her. Unfortunatelly she needed to see first how people can be really bad. I hope she'll learn the difference between someone who really hate her, and when she has just imagined it. I like these flashbacks, especially with Abram, and with Aarindarius :smallsmile:. I think I'll register on Deviantart to read previous part, although those white stains on Tia's clothes may be something I don't want to know about :smalleek:.

I also liked Miko's heart, and can't wait for the next part :smallsmile:. And KnightMysterio's stories were great, especially scene with singing Snarl made me laugh.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Hey, you know what's funny?

When I was younger (About...6-ish), two of my favorite cartoons were Animaniacs and Rocko's Modern Life.

...

*Looks around Crack Pairings Thread*

In retrospect, that would explain a lot.

[Lix Lorn]

Uh. How does that explain anything? XD

[The Dark Fiddler]

The "underage" thing, is it where you live or is it America? If it was where-you-live, i'd be of age, in America I wouldn't...

The site is hosted in America, so you need to follow those laws. And the laws of your country. Use whichever law is stricter.


Hey, you know what's funny?

When I was younger (About...6-ish), two of my favorite cartoons were Animaniacs and Rocko's Modern Life.

...

*Looks around Crack Pairings Thread*

In retrospect, that would explain a lot.

That does explain a lot.

Now what's my excuse? :smalltongue:

[Lix Lorn]

...how old do you need to be for stuff in america?

[Zanaril]

...how old do you need to be for stuff in america?

21 I think. :smallconfused: Or is that just to buy alcohol?

[CoffeeIncluded]

21 I think. :smallconfused: Or is that just to buy alcohol?

21 to buy and technically to drink, but nobody follows those rules. :smalltongue:

And Water-Smurf, your PM space is full.

[Water-Smurf]

Thanks to everyone who helped with the scrolls! :D (Which is the spell that you can cast to resurrect someone from scratch without the body? :smallconfused: )


I find that to be a good thing. Now I won't have to heal up poisoned Water-Smurf (and Coffee) as often. :smalltongue:

I wouldn't be so sure. The wormwood just took a while to kick in. Speaking of which, I think I need a hospital.



Why no, i am not underage. I can drink if i wish too. XP

Are you twenty-one or do you have permission from your parents?


Thank you.
First, the picture. It's just a rough sketch so I didn't bother uploading it on DA, but feel free to colour it or whatever. Same goes for my other sketches btw.

Can I squee loud enough?

By the way, I love Tiasal's outfit. And since I never pay attention to clothes, that's saying something.


Now to the story. It flowed out of my pen and I think I didn't hit our little family there 100%, but...

"You again.", said Lee.
"You're going to be our best customer."
"Shut up. Go get the splice ready.", Vaarsuvius grumbled. "This time, I will not fail."
"As you wish."
Three familiar souls appeared before her. Haerta chuckled. "Ooh, you think you can hold us now?"
"At least she looks way healthier now!", Jephton interjected.
"Who has wronged you this time?" Ganonron asked, looking straightly at the elf.
She didn't answer immediately. She just returned their mocking each with a single, determined gaze.
"Do you want to destroy something or don't you?", the elf smirked with a raised eyebrow. Then she turned to the three fiends.
"How long do you want to wait? Your time-stop doesn't hold forever."
"How inconsiderate of us..."
Two orbs appeared in front of the wizard.
"As if you needed to pose the choice." She touched the blue orb.
Welcome back to the dark side, sister!
Destroy those that have wronged you!
Tear everything down!
"Your verbal interjection is unecessary, so do me the favor of shutting up."
"Time stop ends in 3...", Cedric started.
Vaarsuvius turned towards the door.
"Two."
With each step she took towards it, the counter went down. The moment she touched the handle, Cedric exclaimed "Zero", she felt resistance and opened the door gently. Vaarsuvius looked into Redcloaks shocked face.
"What in..."
She passed him and walked into the corridor.
"I have done what was necessary. I will end it this time, I promise."
"Wait!" Redcloak turned and tried to grasp her, but by then his love had already muttered a "somethingundefinable teleport" and disappeared.
"... No..."

Xykon didn't even bother to turn around.
"You didn't learn ANYTHING in the last 17 years, did you?"
"Sunblast."
"Argh! You-"
"Quickened Time Stop."
Three souls silently held up a red sign.
"Quickened Sul'Zalas Buff-pack. Quickened Sul'Zalas Resistance-pack. Delayed Sunblast"
Three souls silently held up a green sign.
"-bi- ARGH! Meteor Swarm!"
In between the distraction caused by the spammed Sunblasts and Meteor Swarms by the two casters neither of the seemed to notice the black-robed, goblinoid adolescent with purple hair that came hurrying into the room.
For a moment, she couldn't quite grasp what was going on, in the next Xykon held her as a shield in front of him. Now she was eye-to-eye with the strange elven caster that looked so oddly familiar. But it couldn't be. Xykon had confiscated her spellbook. There was no way...
"Now, you wouldn't hurt your precious bast-"
"Not my daughter, you BASTARD!", the castress screamed. Tiasals eyes widened.
"EMPOWERED SUNBLAST!"
The Lich disintegrated and Tiasal would've made an unpleasant contact with the ground if Vaarsuvius hadn't cast a Feather Fall on her. Their eyes met.
"Hand over the phylactery, Tiasal."
"No! You-"
"Hand it over. Now!"
"You - You CAN'T be my mother! Whatever you have done to her-"
"Hand it OVER!"
"N-Never! Xykon was like a father to me, more than-"
"SILENCE!"
Tiasal stared at the woman in front of her. It COULDN'T be Vaarsuvius. It just couldn't be.
"You... leave me no choice. Believe me, I don't like this... Depowered Astas Shockwave for many Situations!" (A/N: I'm sorry. I needed a name for this one. Will take it out if you don't like ist, Asta Kask.)
"Ugh!" Tiasal was thrown off her feet.
"Bigsby's Grasping Hand."
Again, Tiasal didn't hit the ground or a wall, but she was at that castress' mercy.
"Learn to know your place, daughter! Trust me, I don't like hurting you..." Vaarsuvius hovered towards her child and took Xykons phylactery from her.
"Disguisting. Disintegrate."
Xykon's anchor to the plane of the living cumbled to ashes. Just as the first speck touched the ground, an alarmed Redcloak burst into the room. The wizard released the spell and caught Tiasal in her arms.
"Vaarsuvius! Tiasal!", Redcloak stormed towards his love and his daughter.
"It is done.", the former one said calmly.
He embraced both.
"What price did you have to pay?" A tear ran down from his remaining eye.
"A small one compared to what we would've had to pay if I hadn't done it." she gently touched the patch over Redcloaks right eye. "You can heal it now. No one will take it from you ever again. On a lesser related note, are there anny immediate threats it would be prudent to deal with now that I still command over this power?"
"... No.", Redcloak answered.
Vaarsuvius released the splices. In front if Tiasal's eyes the castress' aura, which had been tainted black with evil cleared up, the fangs disappeared and the blank white eyes returned to the green ones she had known before. In front of her eyes,, the fiend that had killed her father figure and mentor transformed into the person that had been introduced to her as her mother. Shocked and confused she turned to her 'true' father, Redcloak. The tears that ran down his cheeks were an unfamiliar sight to her, she had never seen him cry. But one thing was sure: The woman was, in fact, her mother. And she had just killed Xykon off for real. Tiasal was overwhelmed by new and surpressed emotions alike. Vaarsuvius turned to her daughter and the helplessly to Redcloak. He just hugged Tiasal closer, smiled, and said: "We have much catching up to do."

Phew!

Fanfanfiction? *crawls off* *squees in distance*

Do you want critique or should I shut up before I sound pretentious?


Do you have to go down the Deirdre path? :smalleek: :smallfrown:

Ask that to Tiasal! She's the one deciding!



Screaming at the window
Watch me die another day
Hopeless situation endless price I have to pay

Sanity now it's beyond me there's no choice

Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary I'm here to stay

Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity now it's beyond me
There's no choice

A sickened mind and spirit
The mirror tells me lies
Could I mistake myself for someone
Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me
Is he tryin' to get out or tryin' to enter me

Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save me from myself

Enemies fill up the pages
Are they me
Monday till Sunday in stages
Set me free

It actually surprises me how much that fits. Incidentally...

A thousand tears I have shed
A million hearts before my very eyes bled
Broken down to my knees
The Devil deaf to my merciful pleas

Silver feathers torn to shreds
Red blood upon my shoulder
Down on my knees in the depths of hell
God, have mercy on this fallen angel

I lay me down to sleep
The Devil has my soul forever to keep
Freedom's dream is my vice
But I don't know if I dare pay the price

For what is freedom,
But a way to weigh you down?
A match to burning fire
A cup of water when you drown?

Three tender souls are the cost
If I walk free their lives forever are lost
Should I go or stay?
I just don't know 'cause it's Hell either way

How long in torture must I lie?
By God, I wish to Hell that angels could die!

God have mercy on me!

Guess what I thought of when I listened to this...



I'm glad that Reddy's capable of handling the cleric, but I can't help but feel that this is going to backfire on him pretty soon. :smallfrown: I also have a bad feeling about the whole thing the drugs.

I was wondering if someone would mention the drugs. Yeah, that could be trouble...


The flashbacks were really heartbreaking, even though I'm still not certain that they're actually dead.

I was wondering if I pulled the 'sad' feel off. I want to give the memories a little life--to say that, yes, she's lost her family and not just a couple mooks--but I'm never sure if I did.


Not sure what to think about the implication that she was always vaguely attracted to her relatives; I suppose now I can see where Deidre gets it from.

She always did have a vague attraction that wasn't usual for little girls--that came from being cooped up with them and never being allowed outside their land, so there were few other people available to crush on--but that scene was mostly about the traditional little girl 'When I grow up, I wanna marry Daddy!' phase.


Deirdre's going to be there no matter what path the story takes. But whether or not she takes control in this path is another matter.

Exactly. Tiasal has a predilection for whatever illness she has as Deirdre, and the stress will inevitably trip it. Whether or not she allows it to go on is up to her and the people around her.


I think I'll register on Deviantart to read previous part, although those white stains on Tia's clothes may be something I don't want to know about :smalleek:.

*hands over Brain Bleach* You'll need it.



And Water-Smurf, your PM space is full.

Blasted PM limits...

Oh, and I recently listened to this on my iPod...

Blue sky to forever,
the green grass blows in the wind, dancing
It would be a much better sight
With you, with me
If you hadn't met me
I'd be fine on my own, baby
I never felt so lonely
Then you came along

So now what should I do
I'm strung out, addicted to you
My body aches
Now that you're gone
My supply fell through

You gladly gave me everything you had and more
You craved my happiness
When you make me feel joy it made you smile, but now
I feel your stress
Love was never meant to be such a crazy affair, no
And who has time for tears
Never thought I'd sit around and cry for your love,
'Till now...

When sung, I thought the singer was talking to the guy she had sex with.

Turns out it was about her father. Guess who I thought of?

[Rattine]

In terms of grammar, commas are the bane of my existence...I tend to overuse, which is sometimes worse than under. I can't shake thinking of commas as short pauses AND subject changes or additions. That's its own thing.

I do the same thing! I always think that overusing commas is better than underusing, though. At least when someone overuses commas or other punctuation, you know they're at least TRYING to use proper grammar, vs someone who has no punctuation and shortens words like "because" to "b/c".

[Lix Lorn]

I have permission from my parents, and i can drink in my country anyway. ^_^

[Eztheria]

Can I squee loud enough?

By the way, I love Tiasal's outfit. And since I never pay attention to clothes, that's saying something.
Thanks. I thought regular robes were just too plain, so I added the skull. Which reminds me I need to add it when I get to finish that other sketch.


Fanfanfiction? *crawls off* *squees in distance*

Do you want critique or should I shut up before I sound pretentious?
You know, one part of me wants to follow her jaw down to the ground and repeatedly stutter "I am not worthy", but I love to receive critique, as it means that someone reads/looks at my stuff thoroughly and deems it worthy enough of being given help to get better. So, yes, please, I want critique.


Ask that to Tiasal! She's the one deciding!
Hrm, maybe someone from outside needs to tell her she doesn't need to follow the Deirdre path and that there are other options that can lead to a different outcome if she struggles enough.

I think you might come to like the songs of Sirenia and Delain.

[NemoUtopia]

America: you can be put to death and conscripted before you can drink. Fun? Our alcohol laws are...odd. Buying alcohol: must be 21. To drink, you must be 21 unless you have the permission your parent in a private setting (i.e.: the home, not a restaraunt). A parent can still be charged with suppling alcohol to a minor and child endangerment if they allow their child (or force) to drink serious amounts. But...I haven't been carded since I was fifteen (but I don't drink, so I never actually abused it :smallconfused:). In some Alcohol Beverage Control stores and various markets, if you look like you know what you're doing (harder than it sounds) and look the age (a little subjective)...they'll let you through without carding, even though they've never met you and are technically supposed to for every customer. Regardless of the literal law, the practice is that except in very conservative / zero tolerance areas (like, say, a Christian College) as long as no overt trouble or drunk driving occurs people tend to turn a blind eye. I've met multi-generational nationals that prohibit their children from drinking until 21, no exceptions, and I've met the same that have no trouble letting their fifteen year old enjoy a (singular, or possibly two over a long stretch) beer in front of the TV when they're home for the night. America on alcohol, like a lot more things than you'd expect, is pretty diverse on accepted view.

[Zanaril]

Thanks to everyone who helped with the scrolls! :D (Which is the spell that you can cast to resurrect someone from scratch without the body? :smallconfused: ) True Ressurection. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/trueResurrection.htm)


*squees in distance*
I think I've figured out what the soundproof rooms are for.:smalltongue:


I was wondering if someone would mention the drugs. Yeah, that could be trouble...
I'm just hoping either Redcloak or Xykon (I don't think the latter would be happy with her being drugged, either) finds out, either by noticing the withdrawal symptoms, or seeing the needle marks. Otherwise, it's way too easy for the Cleric to punish her by not giving her the dose she needs.


I was wondering if I pulled the 'sad' feel off. I want to give the memories a little life--to say that, yes, she's lost her family and not just a couple mooks--but I'm never sure if I did.
They could possibly do with some more development that isn't from Tiasal's point of view, or at least being seen interacting with each other, not just her. They still don't quite feel like characters in their own right.


It actually surprises me how much that fits. Incidentally...

Guess what I thought of when I listened to this...
Creepy. 0_o


Turns out it was about her father. Guess who I thought of?
Great. Now I'm imagining a Karaoke night with all the OOTS characters. XD

I wonder what Xykon would sing.

[Lix Lorn]

Wow, i'm glad i live in England. XD

KaraokOoTS? I want it. We must do it.

(Tsukiko=I kissed a girl?)

[Eztheria]

Great. Now I'm imagining a Karaoke night with all the OOTS characters. XD

I wonder what Xykon would sing.
Could imagine "A shadow of your own self" by Sirenia. http://darklyrics.com/lyrics/sirenia/atsixesandsevens.html#8

[Lix Lorn]

Nonono. When You're Evil, by Voltaire. XDDD

'I do it all because i'm eeeevil,
This is the life, you see,
the devil, tips his hat to meee,
I do it all because i'm eeeevil,
And i do it all for freeeee,
Your tears are all the pay i'll ever need!'

XD

[Eztheria]

Yes, or that one. How about he sings so well he sings both?

[Meg]

America: you can be put to death and conscripted before you can drink. Fun? Our alcohol laws are...odd. Buying alcohol: must be 21. To drink, you must be 21 unless you have the permission your parent in a private setting (i.e.: the home, not a restaraunt). A parent can still be charged with suppling alcohol to a minor and child endangerment if they allow their child (or force) to drink serious amounts. But...I haven't been carded since I was fifteen (but I don't drink, so I never actually abused it :smallconfused:). In some Alcohol Beverage Control stores and various markets, if you look like you know what you're doing (harder than it sounds) and look the age (a little subjective)...they'll let you through without carding, even though they've never met you and are technically supposed to for every customer. Regardless of the literal law, the practice is that except in very conservative / zero tolerance areas (like, say, a Christian College) as long as no overt trouble or drunk driving occurs people tend to turn a blind eye. I've met multi-generational nationals that prohibit their children from drinking until 21, no exceptions, and I've met the same that have no trouble letting their fifteen year old enjoy a (singular, or possibly two over a long stretch) beer in front of the TV when they're home for the night. America on alcohol, like a lot more things than you'd expect, is pretty diverse on accepted view.

In some states (Wisconsin comes to mind) minors can legally drink small amounts of alcohol in public or in the home with parental consent. But in most states, you're not supposed to drink at all until 21.

[licoot]

MiTD:
http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab238/licoot/MitD.png?t=1265559201

[Eztheria]

MiTD:
*snip* Here vus de pictshure off de too MiTDs

*takes photo* Whenever I need to blackmail any of them into helping me... Awesum idea :D

[Water-Smurf]

Thanks. I thought regular robes were just too plain, so I added the skull. Which reminds me I need to add it when I get to finish that other sketch.

I thought it was a really nice touch. I may use it at some point, provided you don't mind.


You know, one part of me wants to follow her jaw down to the ground and repeatedly stutter "I am not worthy", but I love to receive critique, as it means that someone reads/looks at my stuff thoroughly and deems it worthy enough of being given help to get better. So, yes, please, I want critique.

It's mostly to do with characterization--in case no one has noticed, that's my specialty.

I was a little confused as to what was going on in the beginning and where everyone was throughout the piece, so I suggest adding in a couple of sentences to that effect. Something that establishes that Vaarsuvius is in a time stop with Redcloak frozen outside in the beginning, then says where she's going and where she left Reddy.

And Vaarsuvius isn't really the type to use colloquial language or swears--she would probably find them too crude, even when she was angry or stressed. Instead of 'shut up', she'd probably say 'silence.' And instead of 'bastard', she'd probably say 'monster.'

That being said...


"Not my daughter, you BASTARD!", the castress screamed.

I see what you did there. :smalltongue: And I liked the reference. (Oh, and you don't need a comma if there's an exclamation point or a question mark.)

And Tiasal would probably fight harder for Xykon. It's true that he's like a father to her and he is all that she thinks would accept her, so she would try to protect him from this obviously high-powered threat. If she saw that Vaarsuvius didn't want to hurt her, she would keep standing in front of Xykon and try to attack. And if Xykon still was destroyed with the phylactery, she would have a much worse reaction. Instead of allowing her parents to hug her, she'd probably have an out-and-out psychotic breakdown.

Anything else, you have to try to pick up through reading, because those are little subtleties to writing and the rhythm of words that's hard to try to explain. Overall, I'm just flattered that you wrote anything about them and it's sparked an idea in my head for another one-shot...


True Ressurection. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/trueResurrection.htm)

Ah, thank you.


I'm just hoping either Redcloak or Xykon (I don't think the latter would be happy with her being drugged, either) finds out, either by noticing the withdrawal symptoms, or seeing the needle marks. Otherwise, it's way too easy for the Cleric to punish her by not giving her the dose she needs.

Oh, Xykon would be pissed. But Master is depending on the fact that Tiasal is reluctant to speak and is very independent--she won't tell anyone about it, and the drugs are a way for him to control kids who try to escape or who misbehave often.


They could possibly do with some more development that isn't from Tiasal's point of view, or at least being seen interacting with each other, not just her. They still don't quite feel like characters in their own right.

I want to do that, but how? If I did, then I would reveal what was going on back home.


Creepy. 0_o

I thought of Tiasal within Deirdre.


Great. Now I'm imagining a Karaoke night with all the OOTS characters. XD

I wonder what Xykon would sing.

When You're Evil by Voltaire. *ninja'd*

[Taekwondodo]

Urgh... I'm ill. (self inflicted, I was out last night :smallbiggrin:)

New thread! Squeeeeee! As promised here is my VxHaley Fic. I call it:

Subconscious Desire
It was a large, bare room and the elf stood in the middle of it, purple hair back in a ponytail and with only a loincloth to protect his modesty. His unnatural stillness proclaimed the presence of a Hold Person spell, the flame haired woman at the doorway in the dark purple, velvet cloak the caster. She looked at him for a moment with appraising eyes then, with a violent gesture, she ripped off her cloak, revealing black leather bra, pants and thigh boots, and advanced on the elf. His eyes were on hers, aflame with pride and fury but he was helpless in the grip of her spell. Defenceless, like a kitten hissing at its attacker. She smiled, flinging her arms wide.

“What do you think? I know the decorating’s not up to much but give me time.” She leant closer to him, until their faces were less than a foot apart. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Then whirled away, giggling at her own joke. Moving behind him she rested her hands on her shoulders then slowly, ever so slowly, ran the tip of her tongue up the edge of his ear. His slight, involuntary gasp was exciting and she laughed again then rested her head on his shoulder.

“I’m jealous you know. I don’t think there’s a proper human equivalent to elven ears. Or dragon’s tails or dwarven beards for that matter. I know! Shall we experiment?” Startled by the growl that issued from him she jumped back casting Hold Person for a second time. Satisfied he was once again immobile she stepped closer to him once more.

“Feisty aren’t we? Luckily I have a spell, a homebrew no less, I’ve been saving for exactly this type of situation. It’s called” she moved forward until her lips were just brushing his ear, and whispered, “Pain.”

Unable to scream, unable to move there was little outer reaction. Inside there was no elf, just the pain. Unbearable, unimaginable pain. Bones filled with fire and acid and pain. He didn’t realise when her hands left his shoulders and she moved back to stand in front of him. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t think, there was only pain. No before, no after, just the now and every second filled with pain.

“Stop”

The pain disappeared instantly but the memory remained. Even then, with sweat beaded on his forehead and his breath coming in pants, his eyes still glared defiance. A fighter, but she had known that already. No matter. Some would crumble and some would fight but they would all be hers in the end. All hers and they would welcome the pain she brought because it was hers as well. Sure enough beneath the defiance and pride and fury in his eyes were two new emotions. Wonder, wonder at her power, and lust, lust for it and for her. Fledgling as of yet but they would grow. Yes, he was already hers; he just didn’t know it yet.


X X X

Haley found herself being shaken awake.

“Vaarsuvius?” she murmured, still half asleep.

“It’s Elan, are you OK?” she opened her eyes to see his worried face peering down at her and behind him the side of the tent. “You were rolling around and moaning in your sleep. Were you having a nightmare?”

She blinked to clear the sleep from her eyes and tried to think. Desert, they were in the desert. They were going to Girard’s gate. She wasn’t a sorcerer she was a rogue and what was “homebrew” anyway?

“Erm... yes a dream, a nightmare. I’m OK now.”

Snuggling back into Elan’s arms she wished he hadn’t woken her. It was just getting to the good part.

Thoughts?

Can you change thread titles? It seems a bit unweildy. Maybe "Bring Bottled Water, Ours is Spiked With Love Potion" would be better?

[Zanaril]

How about he sings so well he sings both?

But he doesn't even have lungs!


I want to do that, but how? If I did, then I would reveal what was going on back home.

So they are alive? :smalltongue:

Maybe a longer flashback where she overhears a conversation between some of them?

[Eztheria]

I thought it was a really nice touch. I may use it at some point, provided you don't mind.
I'd be honored if you did.


It's mostly to do with characterization--in case no one has noticed, that's my specialty.

I was a little confused as to what was going on in the beginning and where everyone was throughout the piece, so I suggest adding in a couple of sentences to that effect. Something that establishes that Vaarsuvius is in a time stop with Redcloak frozen outside in the beginning, then says where she's going and where she left Reddy.
The sudden beginning was due to the fact that it's more to a 'short story', they usually start like this, but I kinda see your point. I tend to write scenes that don't need to be introduced, I seriously need to work at that point.


And Vaarsuvius isn't really the type to use colloquial language or swears--she would probably find them too crude, even when she was angry or stressed. Instead of 'shut up', she'd probably say 'silence.' And instead of 'bastard', she'd probably say 'monster.'
Ah, thank you. I edited already at a point because it struck me as too OOC. Well, the reason that I'll never be a good writer is that where you are good at characterizing, I suck and need a lot of time and critique to completely grasp a characters character.


That being said...
<the HP ref>
I see what you did there. :smalltongue: And I liked the reference. (Oh, and you don't need a comma if there's an exclamation point or a question mark.)
I personally haven't read that far, but that quote is excessively used on TVT, so I thought it fit. Glad you liked it.


And Tiasal would probably fight harder for Xykon. It's true that he's like a father to her and he is all that she thinks would accept her, so she would try to protect him from this obviously high-powered threat. If she saw that Vaarsuvius didn't want to hurt her, she would keep standing in front of Xykon and try to attack. And if Xykon still was destroyed with the phylactery, she would have a much worse reaction. Instead of allowing her parents to hug her, she'd probably have an out-and-out psychotic breakdown.
*points upwards to the characterization part* It partly was because I wanted to finish it quickly and wanted to have a nice WAFF ending, but it seems I have to rewrite that one. Might end up way longer than originally planned.


Anything else, you have to try to pick up through reading, because those are little subtleties to writing and the rhythm of words that's hard to try to explain. Overall, I'm just flattered that you wrote anything about them and it's sparked an idea in my head for another one-shot...
So, more reading it is? The thing is most of my teachers don't like to see me reading in class *cough* Eherm. But I've got a rather long list of stuff I need to re-read because when I first read them I was to small to understand it. But thank you.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Urgh... I'm ill. (self inflicted, I was out last night :smallbiggrin:)

New thread! Squeeeeee! As promised here is my VxHaley Fic. I call it:

Subconscious Desire
It was a large, bare room and the elf stood in the middle of it, purple hair back in a ponytail and with only a loincloth to protect his modesty. His unnatural stillness proclaimed the presence of a Hold Person spell, the flame haired woman at the doorway in the dark purple, velvet cloak the caster. She looked at him for a moment with appraising eyes then, with a violent gesture, she ripped off her cloak, revealing black leather bra, pants and thigh boots, and advanced on the elf. His eyes were on hers, aflame with pride and fury but he was helpless in the grip of her spell. Defenceless, like a kitten hissing at its attacker. She smiled, flinging her arms wide.

“What do you think? I know the decorating’s not up to much but give me time.” She leant closer to him, until their faces were less than a foot apart. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Then whirled away, giggling at her own joke. Moving behind him she rested her hands on her shoulders then slowly, ever so slowly, ran the tip of her tongue up the edge of his ear. His slight, involuntary gasp was exciting and she laughed again then rested her head on his shoulder.

“I’m jealous you know. I don’t think there’s a proper human equivalent to elven ears. Or dragon’s tails or dwarven beards for that matter. I know! Shall we experiment?” Startled by the growl that issued from him she jumped back casting Hold Person for a second time. Satisfied he was once again immobile she stepped closer to him once more.

“Feisty aren’t we? Luckily I have a spell, a homebrew no less, I’ve been saving for exactly this type of situation. It’s called” she moved forward until her lips were just brushing his ear, and whispered, “Pain.”

Unable to scream, unable to move there was little outer reaction. Inside there was no elf, just the pain. Unbearable, unimaginable pain. Bones filled with fire and acid and pain. He didn’t realise when her hands left his shoulders and she moved back to stand in front of him. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t think, there was only pain. No before, no after, just the now and every second filled with pain.

“Stop”

The pain disappeared instantly but the memory remained. Even then, with sweat beaded on his forehead and his breath coming in pants, his eyes still glared defiance. A fighter, but she had known that already. No matter. Some would crumble and some would fight but they would all be hers in the end. All hers and they would welcome the pain she brought because it was hers as well. Sure enough beneath the defiance and pride and fury in his eyes were two new emotions. Wonder, wonder at her power, and lust, lust for it and for her. Fledgling as of yet but they would grow. Yes, he was already hers; he just didn’t know it yet.


X X X

Haley found herself being shaken awake.

“Vaarsuvius?” she murmured, still half asleep.

“It’s Elan, are you OK?” she opened her eyes to see his worried face peering down at her and behind him the side of the tent. “You were rolling around and moaning in your sleep. Were you having a nightmare?”

She blinked to clear the sleep from her eyes and tried to think. Desert, they were in the desert. They were going to Girard’s gate. She wasn’t a sorcerer she was a rogue and what was “homebrew” anyway?

“Erm... yes a dream, a nightmare. I’m OK now.”

Snuggling back into Elan’s arms she wished he hadn’t woken her. It was just getting to the good part.

Thoughts?

Can you change thread titles? It seems a bit unwieldy. Maybe "Bring Bottled Water, Ours is Spiked With Love Potion" would be better?

Guess she's walking on the evil side of the street. :smalleek: :smallbiggrin:

And yes, I agree. I was just about to suggest that myself.

[Lix Lorn]

Xykon doesn't need lungs to talk, so he can sing.
I know have the idea of Xykon singing Never Gonna Give You Up to Tsukiko. XD Or Tiasal.

Huh, complex law is complex.

Haley needs to multiclass? XD

[Zanaril]

Xykon doesn't need lungs to talk, so he can sing.

He has trouble with the evil laughter though. (http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0097.html)

[Water-Smurf]

So they are alive? :smalltongue:

Maybe a longer flashback where she overhears a conversation between some of them?

Well of course Octavius, Terentius, Inkyrius, Haley, Roy, and so on are alive. They weren't at the field. Aarindarius, Elan, and Abram were.

Maybe I could write a one-shot or a glance at what her brothers/Inky are doing?


Might end up way longer than originally planned.

I'm happy with that. :>


But thank you.

Welcome. I tend to get nit-picky with critiques, so I get nervous about people getting offended.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Hey guys! I figured out what happened with Mia was pregnant with Haley! Look what I rolled! :smallbiggrin:

Bandit King/Haley's Dad, Adultery with High heels and black leather

[Lix Lorn]

AGH LOGIC
I'M MELTING
MEEEELTIIIING
Eh, so he doesn't get the volume. He could still sing, just not loudly. XD

[Zanaril]

Well of course Octavius, Terentius, Inkyrius, Haley, Roy, and so on are alive. They weren't at the field. Aarindarius, Elan, and Abram were.
*goes back and re-reads the first chapter*

...Huh. I somehow got the idea that they'd all been killed. :smalltongue:

Where was Inky then? I thought he lived near the field? :smallconfused:



Maybe I could write a one-shot or a glance at what her brothers/Inky are doing?
Yes please! I'm curious now...

[licoot]

http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab238/licoot/squishything.png?t=1265563775

[Lix Lorn]

Ooh, shiny.

[icastflare!]

Hey guys! I figured out what happened with Mia was pregnant with Haley! Look what I rolled! :smallbiggrin:

Bandit King/Haley's Dad, Adultery with High heels and black leather

once I finish up Rogue Love I could try a stab at that.then again I dont think there is enough brain bleach in the world for this

[Water-Smurf]

*goes back and re-reads the first chapter*

...Huh. I somehow got the idea that they'd all been killed. :smalltongue:

Where was Inky then? I thought he lived near the field? :smallconfused:

Inky lives near the field, but not in it. Far enough away so that Tiasal can't pop by and Octavius and Terentius don't technically live with her.


Yes please! I'm curious now...

Hmmm... Any ideas?

[NemoUtopia]

As I can't edit posts in the old thread anymore, I have found parts one through five of Miko's Heart to be up to only minor errors that can be overlooked until I compile things off-site. However, Parts 6-9 still need going through, and I'm running into some needed edits. Therefore, I'm reposting Part 6, corrected, here:

Update: Miko's Heart, Beyond Lawful Good Part 6 - edited
I rise with the dawn, my training keeping me focused although I am tired. I move more like a golem than a human, numb with…everything. There has been so much to accept...all of it so fast. But I must know. It gnaws at me like a ghoul on a bone, no matter how I try to ignore it. I can find out. It would be so easy. The morning passes without a soul on this road, but this does not surprise me. Am I not on a forsaken trail? Naturally, the one time I could use a good fight there is not a random encounter to be found. It is forcing myself to break for lunch that I make my choice.

I must eat and stay warm to survive, and the hot food revives some part of me. I finish my provision and draw slowly on the earring from Karla. If she could help me, I would not have to resort to this…but she is just an adventurer. Even if she knew the right divinations, the chances were small she could aid me. I sigh before sucking in air, before I shout the one word I need, “QARR!!!”

With a flash of acrid smoke the bothersome imp appears and asks in that grating voice, “Heya, toots, knew you’d come back sometime. Ready to sign on the dotted line and get your inner blackguard on?”

My answer to this, at least, is firm: “No.”

Qarr flits through the air and with a puff of fell smoke a pen appears in his hand, “Of course, of cou…wait, waddaya mean ‘no’? You called me, toots, I don’t get infinite credit on the Interplanar Express here. Give me one good reason not to Plane Shift my ass out of this Gods forsaken place.”

I ignore the imp’s blathering and answer him, “I need to know more, first.”

Qarr grins evilly and snickers, “Ah, a reluctant holdout I see. Well, if you need a good chat to get past that useless morality, I know exactly who you need to see. Miko, meet my Boss…es.”

The world grows dark, and I am both comforted and unnerved as the sun seems to go behind a shimmering curtain of black. There is no puff of smoke, no settling effect…in a moment as sudden as two unique scenes pasted together there just is a swirling darkness as three cloaked figures rise before me. They are different that I can see only from their eyes, glowing three uniquely fiendish colors.

Yellow: “Greetings, Miko.”

Orange: “The pleasure is ours.”

Purple: “Heard you could use some clarification, and we’ve recently had a high level encounter of the ‘uncomfortable truth’ variety.”

These three…can help me understand. I do what I must, “I would hear your offer, foul ones.”

Orange: “Only ‘foul’? Such a flatterer.”

Purple: “We offer you power, Miko, to do with as you see fit. As a limited time offer, we are providing an additional incentive…”

Yellow: “…the truth of alignment, your heart, and your path.”

I bellow in frustration at these Outsiders, wishing so very much that I could smite insolence, “Enough games! Tell me!”

Purple: “Some things are absolute, but alignment is…bendy. How else could we gain followers without breaking their minds? You are a creature of Law, and it has always been your comfort…”

Orange: “…but not your salvation. Good and Evil are fickle enough, both trying to gain souls at every turn. I think it’s clear which team we’d rather you be playing for.”

Yellow: “We offer complete health and dental, the power to lay down the Law as you choose, and a consort to meet the needs those ‘good guys’ never met.”

Purple: “Affection and attention. An amazing hottie.”

Orange: “Devotion and loyalty. A real team player.”

Yellow: “Security and validation. A true soul mate.”

Purple: “As an additional bonus, we’d be happy to Dominate one person or soul of your choosing. Even bring them to you from anywhere in the multiverse.”

Orange: “You could go back to your Twelve, of course. Become a shining beacon of ‘good’. Never be sure of your own emotions or if you are ‘good’ enough."

Yellow: “Deal with those weak nobles and paladins, constantly struggling to do the right thing when nothing seems to be going right."

Purple: “Risk heartbreak from a fickle mortal who doesn’t truly know themself. Relationships and goodness that won’t guide you, but force you to make choices.”

I hear their words, like silk along my skin and a cool breeze on a hot day, the small comforts that I used to think had no meaning. Their offer…I could make the nobles obey the law. Make the law that protects and serves able to withstand their selfish influences. I could make Hinjo see the truth, stop Xykon, and have Matsumo agaib. Or anyone. AND anyone...of my choosing! The faint taste of that power, of promises that would be upheld, rules that could not be broken…

I felt their next words caress me like a lover before setting me aside:

Purple: “We understand it’s a big choice. One that may take some consideration…or sleeping alone on. A shame for one as beautiful as you, but necessary.”

Orange: “Indeed. We’re willing to extend the offer up to and until you call us again, with expiration of our quality guarantee if the choice is not made in a full thirty days. You couldn’t ask for a better kegger invitation.”

Yellow: “Just remember who has let you down, Miko. Who has let you down, and who is here for you now. Willing to be there for you even after death itself…”

As suddenly as they appeared, all four fiends are gone and I am alone on a bleakly sunny day with a cold breeze torturing my skin. I have a choice to make, of whose arms to accept. Whose words to trust. Whose comfort to take. And who I truly am…


[edit]Ennnnh, Parts 7 and 8 only have very minor trouble that isn't hard to read past. I'm not going to repost them for now because the updates would be so small...

[Zanaril]

Inky lives near the field, but not in it. Far enough away so that Tiasal can't pop by and Octavius and Terentius don't technically live with her.
So is the field - and the Order's HQ - at Aandy's tower? :smallconfused:


Hmmm... Any ideas?

It's hard to come up with ideas when I don't know what they've been getting up to. :smalltongue:

I would be nice to get a look into Inky's point of view of... well, everything. Maybe it could start with some sort of argument between Inky, 'Tavi and Teren (I'm making those nick-names up on the spot) regarding Tia having been taken away by team Evil.

[Lix Lorn]

Whoooah. AWESOME.

[The Dark Fiddler]

MiTD:
{los dos MiTDs}

Is that MiTDxGender-Switched MiTD?

[Water-Smurf]

So is the field - and the Order's HQ - at Aandy's tower? :smallconfused:

No, far away. This is far south--a travel away from Azure City/Gobbotopia. Both Inkyrius and Aarindarius moved away from their homes because of the memories. Inkyrius and the kids couldn't keep remembering the dragon attack and subsequent divorce, and Aarindarius couldn't live somewhere so full of Vaarsuvius when he had to focus on the present, on Tiasal. Aarindarius and the Order moved to a field protected by a forest on one side, and mountains on the other. Nice and isolated.


It's hard to come up with ideas when I don't know what they've been getting up to. :smalltongue:

I would be nice to get a look into Inky's point of view of... well, everything. Maybe it could start with some sort of argument between Inky, 'Tavi and Teren (I'm making those nick-names up on the spot) regarding Tia having been taken away by team Evil.

Hmmm... Maybe... :smalltongue:

[icastflare!]

Is that MiTDxGender-Switched MiTD?
I think it is.I am actually interested in that.

[Silverraptor]

Did no one like my "Thread Archive" Idea?:smallfrown:

[NemoUtopia]

As with part 6, here is the update to part 9, including the pre-FAQ:

Pre-FAQ:
Okay, I've left a lot of clues, but for Part 9 I've done a pre-emptive Q&A to clear some stuff up for the inevitable confusion:
Q1) What does Kubota mean when he says "past resource"?
A1) Qarr.

Q1b) Qarr?! Why doesn't Miko catch on? Why would the IFCC let him do that?
A1b) Yes, Qarr. Miko knows nothing of Qarr's past deeds, or Kubota's assosciation with fiends. After all, if she had proof of that, Kubota would be dead. The IFCC let him have this personal message for a few reasons: they've already stated more conflict is their goal, this would bring about less Good no matter what happens, they don't give a whit whether Kubota dies (to them, he's replacable), and this shakes up Miko's little reassurance trip. Evil is great at the not lying but still decieving bit.

Q2) Okay, fine. So why is Miko clearing buying Kubota hook, line, and sinker? Assume he forged or had forged the documents? Etc. in vein of 'Miko's smarter'.
A2) Miko has been subjected to multiple stat-draining poisons 'on panel', likely more 'off-panel', and I left plenty of clues for the love [or at least arousal] potion plot device. Just because your Int/Wis scores take a hit doesn't mean your thought process stops (I've dealt with depression, boy do I know). It leads you down lots of false roads! So by making very plausible conjecture to Miko (and she DOES see how it benefits Kubota) that it's what she wants too, she's in a conundrum.

Q3) You cliff-hanging bastard, you had to stop right there?
A3) Not technically a question. I have to keep things board rated, for one, and for two you won't know how much more is allowed to go on until the next installment, which will clear that up. So your imagination is not my fault until then :smallbiggrin:


And the actual Part 9 - updated:
The dawn seems somehow hopeful, and I do not rise feeling cold or particularly troubled. I know that I can move forward now, although I take time not to think too hard about the path itself. Renewing my journey is easy, but the wondrous morning only lasts so long. Once more I have the sense of eyes watching me, different than before. I know that I am being watched by something that is not from Outside, but from home. In fact, I am reminded disturbingly of the throne room in Azure City, and of certain travels throughout the city proper.

I ensure that my blades are free to be drawn, and not a moment too soon! I recognize well the garb of hired assassins, having had the pleasure of purging their stain from this world more than once. Luck alone allows me to be free of my steed before it is taken to the ground by darts intended for my person, undoubtedly poisoned. I pray to the Twelve, even knowing how fleeting my prayers are to their ears now that I am no longer their blessed agent. I shout my defiance to the sun himself as I charge these honorless dogs!

Without the Twelve guiding my hand and my soul, the darts of these dogs still pierce my skin. I hardly notice at first, chasing down one and hamstringing another with swift strikes. Cowards that they are, the remainder waste no time in moving. Even as I try to focus on one and bring him to the ground they leap about and continue to peg me with their annoying…darts…of course…poison. My body falls to its knees despite my will to fight, and it takes all that I am to keep breathing steadily as the Coward’s Weapon courses through me. There must be something…I can do…must be…must…be… …

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I awake without any sense of the time. I am in a room that is dimly lit and somewhat stuffy, bound by ropes without my armor. I can see somewhat through the tangled mass of my hair, but it is hard to understand what I am seeing. A voice breaks the confusion, one of cold confidence I know too well, “Ah, you are awake at last. For a moment I feared I would need to waste some restorative magic on you, and with everything going to relieving the population Hinjo might have pesky questions about my use of resources.”

I spit at the boots of this honorless dog, unable to raise my head enough to aim where he deserves, “Kubota. What in the name of the Twelve are you playing at?”

His arched eyebrow says volumes even as he elaborates, “An old resource of mine mentioned you had been brought back to the land of the living. I thought that finally I had found a warrior who could best Hinjo! My retrieval squad paid dearly for your capture, but no more than I have already paid thrice over to be thwarted by those blasted foreigners.”

I cannot hide my confusion, “You believe I would slay Hinjo for you?”

Kubota’s smile is as slimy as the serpent he truly is, “Of course not, my dear, I know you would never work for me. I have no intention of hiring you for anything. I just thought you might like to get back at those who have wronged you so.”

I blow my hair to the side, struggling to move my limbs as I question, “I do not understand…Shojo is dead. The city is gone.”

Kubota takes on a fatherly air, and even I cannot help but feel the effects of it, “Ah, my dear, if only it were that simple. I have heard witnesses tell of what transpired in that fateful room. Shojo was a cunning old schemer; did you really think his corruption ended with him?”

Anger rises as feeling and strength return to me. I am hogtied! On some geisha’s bed! I scowl as best I can, “I know my error now, dog. Hinjo will lead our people over your deceptions, honorably, into new life.”

Kubota’s laugh is harsh, his words direct, “Such naiveté still. And what on earth makes you believe Hinjo is any better than his uncle? He was as much a part of his uncle’s plans as the Order of the Stick. You do know that he is still trying to lead an assault against the lich since their initial plot failed to exterminate us all? That he works with the Order to lead us back against an entrenched multitude of goblins and undead, when we could easily settle and rebuild our lives unmolested elsewhere? His poor decisions and leadership have led to numerous ships of innocent civilians to be lost to assaults. Only led to more attacks on our survivors.”

I rage against him, “You lie! Hinjo would never do such a thing! He would make port and rebuild as soon as possible, to rebuild a full military expedition and reclaim our home!”

Kubota pushed a small table full of tactical charts and maps up beneath my nose. They were in Hinjo’s hand! His notes about all I had been unable to be there for…and Kubota used them to back his claim, “See for yourself, woman. This chronicles our journey since we left our port. Notice our circuitous route. How long we spend in dangerous waters and near enemy shores. His own notes on our losses. He has stubbornly resisted all attempts at reason, promoted commoners to the nobility to undermine our traditions, and consolidates power just like his uncle.”

I shake my head, trying to deny the proof before my eyes. Was all of that talk with Hinjo falsehood? Was I sent to his uncle after just to muddle my mind? That would mean even if handsome Roy didn’t know that he had been manipulated! I know not which I would have preferred, for either scorches my heart. I whisper through hot tears, “If there is a clearly better way, then he must follow it or abdicate. For the good of our people! How can this be true? HOW?!”

Kubota’s smile is dark, and his hair falls about him like a perfect curtain to match his silken robe. He caresses my cheek and a shiver runs through me. A shiver that makes me conscious of wearing less cloth than even Shojo’s dirty mind gave me! And bound so! Yet I cannot find objection to his touch, I cannot but think of his caressing me further…Twelve, this is not right. My attraction to Matsumo and others is my own, but this is not! And I am helpless before its pull. I cry out, “What do you want?!”

Kubota is commiserating, “My dear, I want only to help you. To enjoy your beauty, and all the more as you strike down your enemies. The enemies of our people. Surely you cannot begrudge me such selflessness for our people and such a minor indulgence for myself. I want only to help you, my dear.”

I cannot even protest as his soft lips caress my own, his hands smoothing my hair. Twelve, if ever I have needed aid it is now…


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[edit]I LOVE MitD-gsMitD! That's awesome :smallbiggrin: And I think the thread archive is actually a good idea, but impentation is what i worry about. It would almost have to be a sticky, because by definition we shouldn't reply to it!

[Lix Lorn]

Whoooah. Nice Story. Miko is one of my favourite characters. XD

[Aaron]

Hey guys! I figured out what happened with Mia was pregnant with Haley! Look what I rolled! :smallbiggrin:

Bandit King/Haley's Dad, Adultery with High heels and black leather

I makes so much sense! Write it please! :smallbiggrin:


once I finish up Rogue Love I could try a stab at that.then again I dont think there is enough brain bleach in the world for this

Try my new Holy Brain Bleach. It's part Holy Water, and part high strength Brain Bleach. :smallbiggrin: The formula took five threads of testing to make.


Did no one like my "Thread Archive" Idea?:smallfrown:

I like it. :smallsmile:

[Lix Lorn]

Surely holy brain bleach only helps if you're Good though.

[Aaron]

Surely holy brain bleach only helps if you're Good though.

Nope. The holy water part "cleans your mind" of brain poisoning from this thread. :smalltongue:

[Lix Lorn]

Ok, what if you're a vampire?

[icastflare!]

Try my new Holy Brain Bleach. It's part Holy Water, and part high strength Brain Bleach. :smallbiggrin: The formula took five threads of testing to make.



I like it. :smallsmile:

does holy brain bleach have adverse affects on tieflings?

[Thor Person Guy]

“No, no, it’s like this!”

The half-outsider picked up the pair of dice, letting them both fall on the multi-layered board. “You see? Twelve. That means that I get to move up or down four times.”

“This makes no sense!” Abram shook his head, staring incredulously at the little outsider figurines. “We’ve been at this for two hours—can’t we go outside and play badminton or something?”

Terentius lay on his back with his little sister on his stomach, dark fingers gently running through soft purple hair. “Tia’s fallen asleep.”

“Good. We can wake her when it’s her turn. Two more hours from now,” Octavius grumbled, stretching impatiently.

“It’s a game about basic math and advanced theological philosophy! It’s not that hard! Come on, I’ll explain it again…”

Everyone let out a groan.

---

Tiasal woke up shaking. She was wrapped up in a blanket, but her core was freezing and her muscles were giving off spasms without reason. Cold sweat rolled down her face, blotches of black invading her eyes, and she could do little more than whimper as aches crawled up and down her bones, locking in with strong arms and sharp teeth. She wanted something. Needed something.

She felt like she was sick again, only worse than the times she had been sick in her field. In her field, Durkon would just cast a spell and she would be better after a day of Aunt Celia giving her soup. This was horrible. This was her own body rebelling, demanding something that she didn’t know how to give. Hallucinations rippled through her senses like water. The sight of thousands of people staring at her. The scent of flowers, wine, honey, and motherhood tickling the tip of her nose. The salty taste of blood coating her teeth. The feel of an adult’s arms wrapped gently around her torso, his body curled protectively against hers. The sound of someone whispering in her ear about how she would be okay, that it was unpleasant but she would be okay…

Someone tied something around her bicep and there was a sharp pain on the inside of her elbow.

The chills left. So did the weird sensations. She was in the stone room and children were milling towards the door, some still in blankets with needles and some on their beds with swollen bellies.

Swift was sitting next to her, a used needle in his hand. He gingerly put it to the side, taking the rubber band off of Tiasal’s arm.

“Ms. Tsukiko told us to make sure you had your braids…” he mumbled softly, avoiding eye contact and picking up a brush he had laid aside.

Tiasal gave a terse nod, frowning curiously at the needle and turning so the boy could fix her hair.

“D-don’t worry. I gave you a low dosage. Keeps the withdrawal symptoms away but doesn’t make you fuzzy. If you’re good for Master, he’ll keep giving you the doses you need. He… he uses it for the kids who misbehave a lot…”

Tiasal’s frown deepened, and she searched her memory for how she started this needle thing. She couldn’t remember. The night before was just a blur.

That did not bode well.

“And… uh, I have a change of clothes for you…”

Tiasal looked down at her clothes in confusion, noting that the seat of her pants had some white stuff on it. That was weird. Was it flour? No, it wasn’t right for flour…

Suspicion was roused within. She didn’t like this.

Swift tightened her hair before pulling it into the restrictive braids, tying them at the end.

“You should change.”

Tiasal glanced back at him, narrowing her eyes before she took the offered clothes, standing up and changing right there.

“You should be happy, you know. He went easy on you.” Swift subconsciously rubbed his bottom gently. “And, um…” he looked away, mumbling, “be careful when you’re outside tending the courtyard. Some people are a little angry that he hasn’t touched you much.”

Tiasal cocked her head in confusion, then shrugged. She didn’t really care. She wasn’t afraid of the servant kids. (She was a little curious about the touching thing, but oh well. He was probably talking about the beatings.)

“Lord Xykon wishes to see you.”

She nodded absently. It was time for her lessons, anyway. He would probably get her to try slaughtering some of the animals on the edges of the forest. He hopefully had enough sense to not send her deep inside—there were seriously high-powered monsters there. Enough to give the woman with the dragon tattoo trouble.

She concentrated for a moment on the glassy surface of the used syringe on the ground, trying to summon the image of what had occurred the night before. The glass remained reflecting the mundane stone ceiling.

“He’s, uh, in the throne room.”

Tiasal nodded and started towards the door.

“Yesterday was the first time you saw your dad, right?”

Tiasal looked back, frowning, but Swift looked just as shocked as she. Yet he didn’t take back his question.

There was a silence.

She nodded slowly.

Swift bit his lip. “What was it like?”

She was quiet for another long moment before shrugging and turning away.

“Oh.” He looked down. “Well, um, I hope it goes better next time.” Tiasal opened the door and Swift seemed to hesitate. “…I hope it goes better, Deirdre.”

Tiasal took only a moment to glance back confusedly before leaving.

In the back of her head, memories stirred, then lay back dormant.

---

Redcloak took off his bloody shirt, breathing heavily, and placed his hand on his chest. “Cure Serious Wounds.”

As his injuries healed up, he pulled on a different shirt, slipping on his armor over it and clasping his cloak around his neck. He should have expected that Xykon would want him to level-grind after such a long death, but this was a lot for a newly brought-back body to deal with.

Luckily, he was back in his study and was only expected to do paperwork now. Admittedly extremely hard paperwork that included research about how to control a being of pure chaos, but still, papers usually didn’t grow claws and rip people apart. Usually.

He sat down slowly at his desk, frowning at the papers already strewn across it. He had to admit that their ‘host’s’ library was surprisingly expansive—he wondered how books of such rarity came here—but the mere thought of being grateful to the child-raping bastard for anything made his blood boil.

Vaarsuvius, had the elf been there, would have simply blasted the monster, picked up Tiasal, and run away. Redcloak wished he could do that, but he was too caught up with the consequences. Xykon wouldn’t let them get away. Tiasal would be hurt. His daughter would be hurt.

He had to do his best to make sure that that never happened.

Redcloak frowned at the papers, lightly pulling one of them from the pile and scanning it for relevancy. It was about epic-level spells. It was possible that there was something he could use.

He didn’t know how long he was looking through those papers for when he heard someone open the door behind him. He ignored it, figuring it to be Tsukiko and expecting some jibes.

Someone came up on his blind side and set a tray of food carefully on one of the paperless spots. Redcloak shied away in surprise—after all this time working with it, he hated people coming up on his right side—and turned his head to compensate for the lost half of his vision.

He froze.

Tiasal looked up at him, gave a small nod, and turned to leave. He was shocked into stillness so long that she was almost gone.

“Wait!”

She paused and Redcloak jumped up, his heart pounding in his ears and words tumbling out without thought behind them. “Is there anyone waiting for you?”

She hesitated, then made a small ‘I’ve got a minute’ gesture.

Redcloak had no idea what to say, but he kept talking anyway. He wanted her to stay. He wanted to know everything about her life. He didn’t want his baby to leave again. “Have they hurt you?”

Tiasal shrugged and he knelt down slowly, tentatively putting his hands on her little shoulders. She felt so fragile, as if the smallest bit of pressure from him could break her bones to pieces. He wanted to hug her. He wanted to pick her up, put her in his lap, and talk as though he had been there her whole life. He wanted to have those fifteen years with his family that Xykon had stolen.

He couldn’t have that.

“Does it hurt to talk?”

She hesitated.

“…A little.”

Her voice sounded a little like sandpaper, but his heart swelled nonetheless, ears perking to listen harder. It didn’t sound like she spoke a lot. If she used it more often, he didn’t have a doubt that her voice would be beautiful.

“I don’t talk a lot.”

Redcloak nodded, frowning, at a loss for what to say. “Why not?”

She shifted, clasping her hands in front of her. “…” She shrugged. “…I don’t like it when people lie.”

Redcloak cocked his head, a smile flickering over his lips, and he blurted out the first thing to come to his mind. “You sound like your mother.”

Her ears twitched, perking, and swiveled so that they faced him.

“She hated it when people were dishonest. Especially if she couldn’t tell the difference.” Redcloak slowly sat down in a more comfortable position and the little girl crept forward, ears twitching. “It used to drive her crazy when we first met that I treated her civilly while still being an enemy. She thought that I wasn’t making myself easy to categorize.”

Tiasal crept closer.

Redcloak looked her up and down, memories of Vaarsuvius and that one snatch of time he had had with his newborn running through his head. The only two women who had been able to make him cry in his entire adult life.

“I don’t think you like it either. Not being able to categorize me, I mean. You’re like your mother.”

Tiasal sat slowly in his lap, ears swiveling to hear him better. Redcloak’s heart swelled and he loosely wrapped his arms around the little girl, noting that she was tense, but not as tense as she was the moment before.

“Who have you been raised by all these years?”

The girl rolled her shoulders, pulling at her braids uncomfortably. “The Order.”

He nodded slowly. Three humans, a dwarf, and a psychopathic halfling. Not ideal, but definitely better than the alternatives. For non-goblins, they were okay.

He absently pulled her braids loose, letting her hair out in its fluffy glory and running his fingers through it. It was just as soft and fine as Vaarsuvius’s. He missed his wife.

She seemed relieved to have her hair loose again.

“Do they treat you well?”

Tiasal hesitated, studying him, and slowly nodded. “Your eye…”

“Oh, that.” Redcloak turned his head a little so the patch was harder to see. “Don’t worry. I had it before I died. Xykon wanted me to have it again.”

She was quiet, eyes studious.

“Don’t think about it. He just likes being cruel.” Redcloak stroked her hair, running it in between his fingers. It was so soft. Just like her mother’s.

“Who are you?”

Redcloak paused, then blinked in confusion. “I’m… I’m your father.”

“No. Who are you? Not what.”

The goblin frowned thoughtfully, running his fingers through the little girl’s hair.

“The Order never told me.”

Redcloak nodded slowly, trying to think of what to say.

Well, he wasn’t about to lie to his own daughter. He had gotten her in this situation. He owed her the truth. “They probably didn’t want you to think badly of your own father.”

Her ears perked slowly.

“How much did they tell you?”

The door swung open and Tiasal jerked in surprise, Redcloak instinctively tightening his grip firmly around the little girl and looking up, frowning darkly.

His expression got positively vicious when he saw who ambled in slowly.

“Clash, you are slacking.”

Tiasal winced, subconsciously burrowing into Redcloak’s chest and letting out a soft whimper without meaning to. Master leaned on a cane he seemed to have picked up somewhere, frowning disapprovingly at her. “You don’t want to be slacking, do you?”

Redcloak heard the threat in the old man’s voice, a growl beginning deep in his chest.

But he couldn’t do anything. He would scare his daughter and Xykon would set the cleric on her.

Only one thing to do.

He forced a smile, still running his fingers lovingly through purple strands. “I’m sorry, this was my fault. I got a little greedy about spending time with her and wouldn’t let her go. I’m sure that she’ll be excused from any punishment.”

He put an underlying threat to his tone, making sure that the cleric knew that he wasn’t the only one who had power. Redcloak gently brushed his lips against his daughter’s hairline. “Alright, Tiasal. We’ll continue this conversation later, okay?”

She looked up at him, for once not having that studious expression. She blinked her thanks and gave him a tentative smile. “Okay… Dad.”

He bit his lip and ruffled her hair, allowing her to get up and scamper out of the room.

His heart ached and he fought the urge to call her back. He could have all the time he wanted with his little girl when he had figured out how to release Vaarsuvius and escape with her. He had to focus on keeping her safe. He could be separated from her if it meant his baby was safe.

Master turned to go.

“I need to talk to you for a moment.”

The cleric looked at the goblin, frowning, as Redcloak stood up and brushed himself off. The only indicator of Redcloak’s feelings was a hard expression. “Close the door. I don’t want my daughter or any of the children here listening to this.”

The cleric narrowed his eyes, but slowly did as was told, pushing the door closed. “You seemed a little snuggled with her.” A smirk carved itself into his face. “She’s a pretty little girl. Do what you know you want to. Every good father does.”

Redcloak resisted the urge to slash the monster across the face, and instead, he just sneered. “You’re a sick bastard who just deludes himself into thinking that everyone is just as twisted as you.” He crossed his arms, one eye narrowed into a gold chip. “The only reason I’m not going to kill you where you stand is because Xykon would hurt my daughter if I did. But, even with my lengthy death, I’m still a much higher level than you. If you touch her, I will guarantee that you will sincerely regret it.”

The cleric paused, quietly contemplating his cane. For a moment, Redcloak didn’t think he would respond. “She’s a very pretty little girl. Very quiet, though.” He rubbed his chin and the goblin tensed, anticipating something he would get angry at. “The little ones always bleed the first time. Most scream. I don’t think that she will scream. She’ll stay silent and then cry later.” The cleric stroked his cane, beady eyes distant. “She’ll be interesting to break.”

The cleric found himself slammed against the wall and then thrown to the floor, claws slashing straight through his face. He shouted in pain, covering his face but unwilling to heal it just yet for fear of getting his attacker angrier. Redcloak loomed over him, eye glowing furiously and claws dripping with his blood.

“Stay the hell away from my daughter.”

Redcloak slashed with his other hand, crisscrossing his last cuts. The cleric let out a warbling shout, holding his hands to his face and trying to stop the bleeding.

The goblin growled, clamping his hand around the man’s throat and forcing him to stand. “If you touch her, then I will make you pay in blood. Got it?”

Sticky red dripped down the cleric’s face, staining his clothes in macabre punctuation of the real threat the goblin was dealing.

“…I understand.”

“Good.”

Redcloak threw the cleric down. “Get yourself cleaned up. Those kids suffer enough without seeing your bloodied mug looking like it just came out of a horror show.”

He stalked out.

It took a while for the cleric to do the same.

---

Tiasal frowned at the shovel in her hand, then at the giant snow-covered courtyard before dropping her tool. The stone paths were already shoveled, especially around the fountain, and the cleric probably wouldn’t notice if she didn’t do anything.

Instead, she walked into the woods.

Snow clung to the evergreens, and she had to be careful to walk quietly. Extremely high level monsters lurked in the woods, and she had no desire to be eviscerated. It was stupid that she was out here, but she didn’t care. Something was pulling her along.

She came to the edge of a pond, a thin layer of ice on the edges and a thicker layer at the center. She sat at the edge, resting her hand lightly on the top of the thin ice. “Burning Hands.”

Her hands melted through the ice and rested on top of the freezing water in little hand-shaped holes.

“I’m scared to go in.”

The two boys dived under the water, and Tiasal was afraid for a moment that they had drowned, but both came up quickly, flipping their wet hair out of their eyes. Sun filtered through the leaves and lit up the mildly murky water, making her brothers’ chocolate-colored skin glimmer.

“Don’t worry, Tia,” Terentius said, swimming slowly to the edge of the pool and smiling at her. “We won’t let you drown.” He held out a wet hand for his tiny sister to take.

Tiasal hesitated, then slowly pulled off her clothes, letting them drop to the ground, and took her brother’s hand. “What about if you’re not nearby when I’m drowning?”

Octavius backstroked to the middle of the pond, grinning. “We’re your big brothers, you little Oompa Loompa. No matter what mess you get yourself into, we’ll always pull you out.”

Terentius’s eyes sparkled in the sun and he tightened his grip on her hand. “We promise.”

She wasn’t going to see her brothers again.

“Aarindarius?”

The wizard looked up from his book, eyes surprised, at the little girl at his door. She was clothed in a thin lavender nightgown—far too thin for the winter weather—and her ankles were scratched and bleeding from walking in the field barefoot. Tangled purple hair hung ragged around her face, and little dark circles were forming under her eyes.

“It is past midnight, child. You were put to bed over five hours ago.” Aarindarius stood up, frowning. “Why have you come here?”

“…” The little girl shifted, looking at the wall. “…Nightmare.”

The wizard was quiet.

“Oh.” He paused, then gestured her closer. “Well, come sit here.”

She obediently came forward, holding out her arms. The wizard gently picked her up, sitting at his armchair and putting her on his lap. He brushed his lips lightly against the little girl’s green forehead, adjusting so they both were comfortable. “You are safe here.”

Tiasal nodded, resting her head on the wizard’s shoulder and taking a breath of his scent. She knew.

She dozed off in his arms.

When she woke up, she was curled up against her teacher in his bed, and the gentle blush of dawn was only just brushing the sky.

Aarindarius was dead.

“Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are…”

“Sweetie, Tiasal is twelve years old. I think it’s a little late for nursery rhymes.”

Uncle Elan’s eyes were practically glowing. “It’s never too late for song, as my mom always said! Look, she loves it!”

Tiasal smiled endearingly and sat back, waiting for her uncle to sing about the diamonds in the sky.

Uncle Elan was dead.

“You don’t know how to play the lute?”

Tiasal stared at the instrument as if it had grown four legs, then shook her head, looking up at her ten-year-old cousin with a quizzical expression on her face.

“Neither do I. Don’t tell Dad.” Abram made an exaggerated shushing motion, then looked around secretively. “Hey, let’s go make some cookies. I’ll let you eat the dough if you don’t tell Mom about how much I eat.”

Tiasal nodded eagerly and grabbed her cousin’s hand. Abram brightened, glancing around mischievously before leaning down and kissing her cheek. “When you’re all grown up, I’ll keep you hidden up in Aarindarius’s tower, where you’ll have all the cookie dough you can eat. And no one can have you unless they climb the tower.” He pulled her into the kitchen. “And then you’ll marry the first guy that can do that.”

Tiasal grinned. In her youthful mind, little girls grew up to marry their fathers, brothers or cousins. She would be happy if she could marry any of them.

She quietly daydreamed about which of the men she loved would climb the tower first as Abram searched for ingredients.

Abram was dead.

She wouldn’t see Auntie Haley.

Wouldn’t see Uncle Roy.

Not Aunt Celia, not her cousins, not Uncle Belkar, not Uncle Durkon, not Inkyrius, not Blackwing, not O-Chul or Hinjo or Lien …

They were all gone. Well and truly gone.

And she never got to say goodbye.

For a moment, she forgot that they hated her. She forgot the resentment, the comments, and the regret. She only remembered the smiles, the love, the warmth, and the kindness.

Tiasal hugged her knees and started to cry, and one by one, she let her family sink into the pond to disappear under the ice.

All the while, a little girl that only Tiasal could see watched and shook her head.

Thoughts?

I am again reminded of why we all hate the Master. :smallmad:

Question: Do the kids know what he likes doing to them, or do they only know/understand/remember the details regarding the drugs? :smallconfused:

[Lix Lorn]

Holy water is too lawful for me. XD

[The Odor]

Nonono. When You're Evil, by Voltaire. XDDD

'I do it all because i'm eeeevil,
This is the life, you see,
the devil, tips his hat to meee,
I do it all because i'm eeeevil,
And i do it all for freeeee,
Your tears are all the pay i'll ever need!'

XD

*Is humming loudly* I love Voltaire.

[Lix Lorn]

Yes, me too. XD I love that song.
I'm the thorn, in your side~

[Symmys]

Wow, you do work fast... I'm off for 23 hours and you've added three pages to the thread. :smallsigh:

I like the update, Water-Smurf, though I'm worried about Tiasal. Things are not going to end well for her, I fear.

When You're Evil is one awesome song. Xykon would definitely sing that on karaoke night. I would too.

[Lix Lorn]

We'ze FAST, like, greased LIIIGHTNING
Ooh, i like your avvie. Looks like a femElan. XD

[Symmys]

Ooh, i like your avvie. Looks like a femElan. XD

Oh, hey, it does. Huh. I didn't notice that.

[Lix Lorn]

Taken any levels in dashing swordsman? XD
Blonde, rapier... dazzling smile. XD Good thing this is the character shipping thread and not the forumgoer one. XD

[Symmys]

Taken any levels in dashing swordsman? XD
Blonde, rapier... dazzling smile. XD Good thing this is the character shipping thread and not the forumgoer one. XD

:smallbiggrin: - my current expression
I was just looking for a good avatar and picked this one 'cause it kinda looks like me. And no, I don't have any levels in Dashing Swordsman... My charisma score is abysmal, actually.

[Lix Lorn]

My RL charisma used to be terrible, but now it may be pretty good. ^_^
XP
I would take levels in Dashing Swordsman, but i'm pretty sure you have to use a rapier. I don't like rapiers. XD

[The Dark Fiddler]

I am again reminded of why we all hate the Master. :smallmad:

I don't hate him. I mean, he tried to kill The Doctor and all, but... wait, wrong Master. :smalltongue:


Some suggestions. Why doesn't Lira make a Crack pairing index thread for all the stories and links. That way, she doesn't have to be on at the same time as Fiddler and can update periodically.

I'm confused as to why you think I need to be on for new threads to be made.

Also, you'd have to ask a mod about a second index thread. There is the one thread per topic rule, and I think we're doing perfectly well with the current set up.

[Asta Kask]

I wonder what Xykon would sing.

While seducing V?

Some people say my love cannot be true
Please believe me, my love, and Ill show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal

Follow me now and you will not regret
Leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
Forever with me till the end of time

Your love for me has just got to be real
Before you know the way Im going to feel
Im going to feel
Im going to feel

Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
My name is lucifer, please take my hand

To Tiasal?

You, me
Understand
Shake my hand
Last chance, little man
Ain't it grand
It's a bargain, it's a steal
30 pieces of silver
And a deal's a deal

Sign upon the dotted line
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Nothing's free
Eventually
Nothing's free

From the rules and laws of morality
Free to take your fill
Free from your own free will
Nothing's free

My girl, it's getting late
I'll raise the stakes
So close
Control your fate, why hesitate
Seal the deal, close the sale
Take my hammer, drive the nail

Sign upon the bloody line
A drop of yours, a drop of mine
Nothing's free
Eternally
Nothing's free

From your conscience or
Free from the consequence
Free to sin and death
Free till your final breath
Nothing's free
Free from the claws and flaws of your family
Free from obedient life
You're cut like a double-edged knife
Nothing's free, nothing's free
Oh, you pay me

Free to ignore the bore of authority
Free to spit in the face
Be the winningest rat in the race till
Judgement Day
Then nothing's free
Bow to me if you wanna be free
Free from life, come die with me

And when we're dead it's for eternity
Come on little one and dance in the fire
The heat's getting close and the flame's getting higher
When the music's over there's a hush in the choir
Nothing's free
When the trumpets sound and his light is all around
And the saints all raise from the graves in the ground
We'll be going way downtown
Way downtown

[Lix Lorn]

He Took a Level in Badass, had a Crowning Moment of Awesome, and then earnt Redemption through death. In ONE LIGHTNING BOLT.
<3

...
Spoiler alert. DXD

[icastflare!]

Part 2 of Rogue Love the not so epic tale

Haley woke up in the bandit kings bedroom. It seems her looks, wit, and bluff skill could get her out of every situation. Though who’s to say she can’t enjoy herself along the way? Now all that was left was to get Elan and get out of her faster then you can say “Expeditious Retreat”. But did she really want to leave? The bandit king wasn’t so bad, and Elan could be fine on his own. “Maybe a walk will clear my mind” Haley said, just trying to delay making a decision.
Outside it was a beautiful day. The flowers were in bloom, and the birds chirped in the trees. Haley was fully observant to the beauty of nature, but not that of the bandit kings daughter watching her leave the tent.” Hey, what were you doing in my father’s tent?” She said looking curious but as if she could burst into a rage at any moment.” Um, erm, Nothing?” Haley said trying to look as innocent as possible, and considering she is a rogue it was a really good try. “I’m watching you” the bandit king’s daughter said, eyeing her suspiciously.
Haley sighed as the young lady walked away. That incident made it easy to choose. She needed to find Élan, get back to Roy, and get this nightmare over with. Though finding Elan in a bandit camp with at least 50 bandits would be more difficult, even more so because she wasn’t one of them.”” The first thing I am gonna need is an outfit” she thought to herself. Time for Operation: knock a dumb bandit out.
Samantha thought about what just happened. “Did dad get a new concubine? Was the camp infiltrated? Those matters could wait. She was gonna go back to her new boy toy. Blondie was definably a keeper. And a quick cast of cats grace always helped in a relationship.

Dont know how long this will go on but there will be a part 3

[Zanaril]

No, far away.
Ah, that makes more sense.


While seducing V?
[...]
To Tiasal?
[...]

What are those songs called? *prepares to look them up on YouTube*

[The Odor]

Dont know how long this will go on but there will be a part 3

For long I hope.

[icastflare!]

For long I hope.

gasp, I kind of have a internet fan ( sort of) that just made my day:biggrin:

:haley: ill go on as long as im alive. And when I die, there is always Tsusiko

[The Odor]

gasp, I kind of have a internet fan ( sort of) that just made my day:biggrin:

:haley: ill go on as long as im alive. And when I die, there is always Tsusiko

That is three peoples day I've made today....

[Water-Smurf]

Question: Do the kids know what he likes doing to them, or do they only know/understand/remember the details regarding the drugs? :smallconfused:

He only uses the drugs for 'problem' kids and, say, kids he doesn't want to tattle to Xykon on him. The kids know perfectly well what he does and makes them do.


While seducing V?

Some people say my love cannot be true
Please believe me, my love, and Ill show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal

Follow me now and you will not regret
Leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
Forever with me till the end of time

Your love for me has just got to be real
Before you know the way Im going to feel
Im going to feel
Im going to feel

Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
My name is lucifer, please take my hand

To Tiasal?

You, me
Understand
Shake my hand
Last chance, little man
Ain't it grand
It's a bargain, it's a steal
30 pieces of silver
And a deal's a deal

Sign upon the dotted line
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Nothing's free
Eventually
Nothing's free

From the rules and laws of morality
Free to take your fill
Free from your own free will
Nothing's free

My girl, it's getting late
I'll raise the stakes
So close
Control your fate, why hesitate
Seal the deal, close the sale
Take my hammer, drive the nail

Sign upon the bloody line
A drop of yours, a drop of mine
Nothing's free
Eternally
Nothing's free

From your conscience or
Free from the consequence
Free to sin and death
Free till your final breath
Nothing's free
Free from the claws and flaws of your family
Free from obedient life
You're cut like a double-edged knife
Nothing's free, nothing's free
Oh, you pay me

Free to ignore the bore of authority
Free to spit in the face
Be the winningest rat in the race till
Judgement Day
Then nothing's free
Bow to me if you wanna be free
Free from life, come die with me

And when we're dead it's for eternity
Come on little one and dance in the fire
The heat's getting close and the flame's getting higher
When the music's over there's a hush in the choir
Nothing's free
When the trumpets sound and his light is all around
And the saints all raise from the graves in the ground
We'll be going way downtown
Way downtown

Oh my God, that fits so much, it isn't even funny. It's so cool!

Incidentally, I ran across this song...

For to see my Tom of Bedlam, 10,000 miles I'd travel
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes, to save her shoes from gravel.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

I went down to Satin's kitchen, for to beg me food one morning
There I got souls piping hot, all on the spit a turning.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

There I picked up a cauldron, Where boiled 10,000 harlots
Though full of flame I drank the same, to the health of all such varlets.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

My staff has murdered giants, my bag a long knife carries
For to cut mince pies from children's thighs, with which to feed the fairies.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

Spirits white as lightning, shall on my travels guide me
The moon would quake and the stars would shake, when' ere they espied me.
Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

No gypsy slut nor doxy, shall win my Mad Tom from me
I'll weep all night, the stars I'll fight, the fray will well become me.
Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

It's when next I have murdered, the Man-In-The-Moon to powder
His staff I'll break, his dog I'll bake, they'll howl no demon louder.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

So drink to Tom of Bedlam, he'll fill the seas in barrels
I'll drink it all, all brewed with gall, with Mad Maudlin I will travel.

Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys,
Bedlam boys are bonnie
For they all go bare and they live by the air,
And they want no drink nor money.

This was written by an inmate of Bethlehem. I thought of Deirdre.



What are those songs called? *prepares to look them up on YouTube*

N.I.B. by Ozzy Osbourne, and Nothing's Free by Alice Cooper.


Hey, if that whole thing with 'Redcloak and Vaarsuvius are wedged apart by Xykon's abuse of her' happens, and assuming Xykon forced Vaarsuvius into marrying him and V never got the guts to explain what was really going on to Reddy, how would Redcloak react if he started getting the inkling that Vaarsuvius was unhappy with Xykon?

[icastflare!]

Water smurf you just made my ozzy alarm go off.

[Lix Lorn]

How would Redcloak react? Hmm... he's smart, he might realise that she's been tricked/forced/has reservations.

[Zanaril]

Hey, if that whole thing with 'Redcloak and Vaarsuvius are wedged apart by Xykon's abuse of her' happens, and assuming Xykon forced Vaarsuvius into marrying him and V never got the guts to explain what was really going on to Reddy, how would Redcloak react if he started getting the inkling that Vaarsuvius was unhappy with Xykon?

He'd be pretty horrified that it got so far without him realising that something was wrong.

Also, sudden nasty thought: what happens to the kids... once they're no longer kids?

[Water-Smurf]

He'd be pretty horrified that it got so far without him realising that something was wrong.

But what would he do? They would have grown so far apart by then... Vaarsuvius is a proud woman--she wouldn't admit something was wrong, especially since Xykon had probably threatened her against it.


Also, sudden nasty thought: what happens to the kids... once they're no longer kids?

When they give birth to a baby, they're taken away from the other children. And they nurse for a while. Once the baby's in its toddler years, Master cooks the mother and serves her as a special treat to the children. Same thing happens to boys when they hit puberty.

...I have a sick mind.

[NemoUtopia]

Without further ado, I present to you the SECOND to last installment of Miko's Heart. Miko's trials and tribulations have come to a boil, but it's nearly tea time! The allegory/metaphor is clearly intentional, by the way. Part 11 to finish things up and round it out...oh, and actually show you the choice :smallwink: What's that? How can you say that?! I'm not an evil bastard...but your tears are all the pay I'll ever need :smallamused:

Also, when Saangwan cuts someone off I've made a stylistic choice to deviate from standard "[name] [speaking-verb], 'Speech'" to "'Speech,' [name] [speaking-verb]."

Miko's Heart, Beyond Lawful Good - Part 10
The door bursts open as Kubota draws his lips away, and Saangwan appears in a wreath of magical energy. I recognize her from various military matters in Azure City, and her distinctive eye covering. Her words are deathly quiet and calm as she addresses the honorless dog, “Kubota. This ends with your execution, or no one ever knowing. Walk away now, and it will be the one you favor.”

Kubota snarls, “Your oath—”

“—requires me only to speak the truth. I need not volunteer anything.” Her no-nonsense manner is clear.

Kubota grimaces silently, conflicted. After a long moment he stalks silently past Saangwan and slams the portal shut. Saangwan locks the door, and only then lets her aura of power fall. She speaks kindly, “I am glad I could be here for you, Miko.”

I ask tremulously, “Saangwan, how—”

“—did I find you? You know better than to ask such questions by now, Miko. I am here for you,” Saangwan is almost motherly in her care.

A single spell undoes the ropes, and I quickly draw a stray robe over myself. I feel so helpless after all this with so little on…I whisper, “Thank you. But I am so out of sorts…”

Saangwan sets a large bottle on the table and beckons, “Yes, drink this. It is a mix of anti-venom and restoratives; you will feel right as rain after taking it. Physically. I am here to help with the other part.”

I cannot hide my smile and amusement as I correct Saangwan, “That is an enchanted lamp. I am—”

“—over there, so sorry,” she corrects her course apologetically.

I take her soft hands in mine, a light-tower sailing her to port, and gratefully accept the concoction. It soothes and warms as it heals, and Saangwan delicately holds it precisely throughout my drought for comfort. I shiver once more and keep her hands in mine so she will not wander the room aimlessly as I ask, “You said—”

“—I was here to help with ‘the rest,’ yes. Miko, though I am blind I see much that others have trouble expressing, even if they too perceive it. You have been through so much in such a short time, Miko. You are an ironwood tree now stripped of its dense bark and free to grow before restoring yourself. I have seen your journey, Miko, and it makes my heart ache. Tell me what you have learned, Miko, not what you have experienced. In the world of the blind, let a diviner guide you.”

I take a slow breath. I know that I can trust Saangwan, but still…I gain strength as I continue from the weak beginning, “I have learned how blind I truly was. How rich life can be. I have seen friends and foes, and learned the true meaning of trust and friendship. The hard truths of real relationships. I have learned that a true paladin accepts they do not know everything, and accepts the truth of others.”

Saangwan’s smile was beatific, “I’m so proud of you Miko. Those words mean a lot. I sense that you are still conflicted, though. What troubles you?”

She must know the gist of my answer, but…she wants me to say it aloud. For my own benefit? I speak with another trembling breath, “That even with the law men can be so wicked. That evil is like a cockroach, tenacious and pervasive. I have seen that even good hearts can do such horrible things, and that even wicked souls have some shred of humanity. I know that my path is so confusing! I fear the will of the Gods and the hearts of others.”

Saangwan nods her head slowly and brushes hair from my face tenderly, “But does the good path have to be a clear beacon to always guide you to still be the right path? Is it possible to step off that trail and still do your best to always follow it?”

I shake my head and lean on Saangwan’s shoulder, “I…I do not know.”

Saangwan sighs and holds me tightly, letting me weep softly for a moment, “Oh, Miko. I know it is so hard. Keep your eyes closed dear, and tell me how you envision this moment on your journey. Describe the path to me in your own words.”

I speak softly but with the surety of a seer, “I see The Twelve around me and above me. The path behind is grey, but soft and white in the beginning. A beautiful, perfect curve in the beginning like a Zen garden. As it winds closer to this moment I see it straightening, ever straighter and less flowing with crumbling cobblestones, dangerously mired. I stand perfectly balanced at a fork in the road.”

Saangwan is soothing, her hands running through my hair and down my back comfortingly, “Yes, Miko, now describe the forks, the path ahead.”

I tremble and quail, “I do not—”

“—want to, I know Miko. I know it is frightening, but you must,” Saangwan says with motherly determination.

I continue obediently, “Slightly above me and to my right is a path of alabaster with dangerous curves and gaps that leads closer and closer to the Twelve as it goes on. I see Matsumo at the end beckoning to me with a warm smile, and handsome Roy traveling that road. Sometimes he leaps brilliantly, other times he stumbles and is hurt, but always he pulls himself to his feet. Even Hinjo and Shojo walk the path in their own ways. Karla stands at the very fork, leaning slightly to the alabaster but undecided. The other fork…I cannot, their eyes!...”

Saangwan soothes me and whispers into my ear, “I know it is uncomfortable, Miko. The medicine is sometimes bitter, but the cure is worth the taste.”

I suck in a sharp breath and continue, “The other path appears straight, but has many forks down it, each fork with its own forks. It matters not how one travels the path, for all lead ramrod straight into the glowing eyes and flames. Yet the obsidian path beckons, offers comfort and easy travel…so many travel it, like Kubota, blind to where it leads and caring only for their journey’s temporary comforts.”

Saangwan holds me for a long moment and says nothing, letting my own words speak to me. I understand them on a deeper level, but my choice…I must choose. I cannot choose yet! Something burns within me, and I realize that even Saangwan cannot help me at this moment. I reach for Karla’s ear-ring, but I do not have it! I search frantically for my clothing in the room, but I cannot see my garments. Saangwan does not know why I am frantic, what I am looking for, but I must find it! Suddenly the air crackles with energy and loud ‘pop’ of displaced air. Karla floats just above the floor, fire and lightning blazing at her fingertips.

I rush to her to calm her, but she sees that Saangwan sits passively offering no threat. She settles to the ground and dismisses her readied evocations, smiling sorrowfully to me, “I sensed my earring had been away from you for days and checked in.”

Karla was surprised as I took her in my arms and babbled hurriedly, explaining the ship and why Saangwan was here and why I had just been searching for the earring. She takes it in stride, blinking rapidly but never asking me to pause or stop. At the end, I am out of breath and sitting on the bed again. Saangwan once more takes my hand, and Karla sits next to me. She takes my remaining hand in her own and speaks firmly, “Now Miko, that is quite a lot. You’re sure you saw me in your vision?”

I nodded and sat mutely, stunned with everything. Karla spoke softly, “I suppose that is not too much of a surprise. Miko, I cannot make your choice for you and still do not know my own future. But for yourself Miko, consider the words you chose. With the life you lived, would you choose the easy path? You know the truths of those comforts, thought they may be comforting in the now. You know the risks and rewards of both trails.”

You have seen the friends you admire and allies who have made their own mistakes continuing to strive down the hard path. After so much trial, I know that power and ease seem so appealing. But the challenge goes away then. The rewards of love and friendship slip away, and you will never know the joy of overcoming. Is the pain of stumbling not worth that?”

I sit still and do not answer her, gripping both of these kind women’s hands and thinking. The glowing eyes and screeching voice whisper promises in my head as the words of Roy and Matsumo flow through my brain. The tangible memories of Hinjo and Shojo, and the moment I am touching now. Shojo was right about one thing: we are responsible for our choices. Only I can make my own choice. My resolve firms, and I stand on my own power without the touch of another. I scream to everything and nothing, “I am Miko Miyazaki! I know the truth of myself and my choices of the past! Before the Twelve Gods and all the Spawns of the Hells I declare my choice. I CHOOSE(!!!)…”

[Zanaril]

But what would he do? They would have grown so far apart by then... Vaarsuvius is a proud woman--she wouldn't admit something was wrong, especially since Xykon had probably threatened her against it.

He'd try to get the truth out of her any way he could; he'd be pretty deperate. If she kept avoiding him and he was convinced that her fear of Xykon was making her lie to him, he might even do something like drug her and take her somewhere else. Of course he'd still have to be careful her didn't get Tiasal in trouble.



...I have a sick mind.

:smallyuk: I concur. (Although if you didn't, your stories wouldn't be nearly so imaginative.)

[Silverraptor]

I'm confused as to why you think I need to be on for new threads to be made.

Also, you'd have to ask a mod about a second index thread. There is the one thread per topic rule, and I think we're doing perfectly well with the current set up.

1) I don't think that. It's just how it's set up that way, apparently.

2) Shipping has an index thread as well and that's allowed.

[Lix Lorn]

The Miko story = 100% win.

The Cleric from Water-Smurf's thingy = EVIL. I'm gonna Inflict so many Critical Wounds on him it'll take three True Resurrections to even get the corpse in the same plane. (huffs)

[Water-Smurf]

He'd try to get the truth out of her any way he could; he'd be pretty deperate. If she kept avoiding him and he was convinced that her fear of Xykon was making her lie to him, he might even do something like drug her and take her somewhere else. Of course he'd still have to be careful her didn't get Tiasal in trouble.

Drugging her? Wouldn't she be just a little annoyed by that when it wore off?

But I doubt she would mind as much if it meant she could be with Redcloak again. But how would she act if he did that and he knew what was going on? She would have essentially revealed that she had been raped, molested, abused, manipulated, and 'broken' by Xykon. She would be ashamed.


:smallyuk: I concur. (Although if you didn't, your stories wouldn't be nearly so imaginative.)

Yay for imagination?

Yeah, but now even I feel like Master must die before the story's over.



The Cleric from Water-Smurf's thingy = EVIL. I'm gonna Inflict so many Critical Wounds on him it'll take three True Resurrections to even get the corpse in the same plane. (huffs)

Once Redcloak and Vaarsuvius get their hands on him, it'll take divine intervention for even that to happen.

[Draconi Redfir]

Yeah, but now even I feel like Master must die before the story's over.

maby the children could rebel and overdose him on that drug he's been giveing them?

[Lix Lorn]

Of COURSE he has to die. I hate him more than Xykon. -_-

[The Dark Fiddler]

1) I don't think that. It's just how it's set up that way, apparently.

2) Shipping has an index thread as well and that's allowed.

1) Even though I've stated many times that if I'm not on somebody else should make the thread? :smallconfused:

2) They also, if I am correct, have a lot more stories than we do, and a few more threads. And they probably asked a mod. :smalltongue:

[Zanaril]

Drugging her? Wouldn't she be just a little annoyed by that when it wore off?

Yeah, but Reddy would probably take the view that her being angry with him is better than her continuing to suffer if she's unhappy. Maybe not rational, but by that point if she is with Xykon willingly, he's already lost her so he may as well take the chance.


But I doubt she would mind as much if it meant she could be with Redcloak again. But how would she act if he did that and he knew what was going on? She would have essentially revealed that she had been raped, molested, abused, manipulated, and 'broken' by Xykon. She would be ashamed.

Reddy would have to tread very carefully. By then V would probably have a good amount of self-loathing on top of being ashamed, and she may well have lost all hope that they could ever truely get away from Xykon. She'll be terrified of him, and what he'd do to her if he found out she'd told Redcloak.



Yeah, but now even I feel like Master must die before the story's over.

Oh yes. *cracks knuckles*

Not just to get justice, but because if he's left alive, more children are going to end up suffering. I think it's a plot point that really does need to be sorted out.


maby the children could rebel and overdose him on that drug he's been giveing them?

Too narmy. And don't give him a glorified death either; he needs to just fall down a hole somewhere and be left to rot.

[CoffeeIncluded]

When they give birth to a baby, they're taken away from the other children. And they nurse for a while. Once the baby's in its toddler years, Master cooks the mother and serves her as a special treat to the children. Same thing happens to boys when they hit puberty.

...I have a sick mind.

...What.

Okay, seriously?! This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?! PLEASE LET IT BE A SICK JOKE!!!

*Sigh* On an...I don't know what note, at the shelter today, some moron walked in and decided to feed the dogs raw bacon sandwiches.


Too narmy. And don't give him a glorified death either; he needs to just fall down a hole somewhere and be left to rot.

No. I want an explicit description of him getting torn apart and burned alive and hung, drawn, and quartered, and his eyes melted and bubbling out of their sockets and his fingernails torn out and getting castrated with a dull rusty fork and I want his death to last weeks.

[Zanaril]

...What.

Okay, seriously?! This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?! PLEASE LET IT BE A SICK JOKE!!!

Look, there's a reason I was dreading the answer when I asked this.

Although I admit I was expecting the answer to be less... cannibalistic.

[Lix Lorn]

Someone's been reading too much Shakespeare.
It's ok, the cleric is here!
Mass Free Resurrection!
(Resurrects his victims)
(Faints from magic overuse)
(Deeply vulnerable to... everything due to unconsciousness.)

[Water-Smurf]

maby the children could rebel and overdose him on that drug he's been giveing them?

If the story goes in that direction, I've already planned out his death.


Yeah, but Reddy would probably take the view that her being angry with him is better than her continuing to suffer if she's unhappy. Maybe not rational, but by that point if she is with Xykon willingly, he's already lost her so he may as well take the chance.

That's... actually really romantic. Somehow, in the state that she would inevitably be in, I can see Vaarsuvius getting a little glassy-eyed if Redcloak actually told her that.


Reddy would have to tread very carefully. By then V would probably have a good amount of self-loathing on top of being ashamed, and she may well have lost all hope that they could ever truely get away from Xykon. She'll be terrified on him, and what he'd do to her if he found out she'd told Redcloak.

And that would be the most painful part. The fire Redcloak loved would be reduced to embers. If nothing else, that would make him make an immediate plan to get away from Xykon, if not get rid of him, once and for all.

Would she let him kiss her after all this? She would be scared of what Xykon would do if he found out, but she loves Redcloak, not Xykon...


Oh yes. *cracks knuckles*

Not just to get justice, but because if he's left alive, more children are going to end up suffering. I think it's a plot point that really does need to be sorted out.

If he could get away with it, I could see Redcloak murdering him for the sake of the kids, even if Tiasal was out of danger. He sees himself as partially responsible for him getting so many children, and since he has a child himself, he understands how horrible it is to know that one's kid is in this state. He has compassion for them.


Too narmy. And don't give him a glorified death either; he needs to just fall down a hole somewhere and be left to rot.

I think I know what I want his death to be, should the story bring me in that direction.

I think that you'll be satisfied.


...What.

Okay, seriously?! This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?! PLEASE LET IT BE A SICK JOKE!!!

Sorry. No joke.


*Sigh* On an...I don't know what note, at the shelter today, some moron walked in and decided to feed the dogs raw bacon sandwiches.

Wait, doesn't that have bacteria that's harmful to dogs or something?


No. I want an explicit description of him getting torn apart and burned alive and hung, drawn, and quartered, and his eyes melted and bubbling out of their sockets and his fingernails torn out and getting castrated with a dull rusty fork and I want his death to last weeks.

I think you'll be satisfied. Should the story actually go in a happy direction.


Look, there's a reason I was dreading the answer when I asked this.

Although I admit I was expecting the answer to be less... cannibalistic.

What were you expecting? Just murder?

[Zanaril]

No. I want an explicit description of him getting torn apart and burned alive and hung, drawn, and quartered, and his eyes melted and bubbling out of their sockets and his fingernails torn out and getting castrated with a dull rusty fork and I want his death to last weeks.

Fine. He falls down a hole and breaks his neck. The hole has a few inches of water at the bottom, so he doesn't die of dehydration.

After a week or two of starvation and being forced to drink the water he's been lying in, some of the children find him. It's a long time before he stops screaming.

EDIT: Looks like W-S already has something planned.

[half-halfling]

Once the baby's in its toddler years, Master cooks the mother and serves her as a special treat to the children. Same thing happens to boys when they hit puberty.


You know, I thought nothing would suprise me here any more, but i underestimated the power of crack pairing thread :smallsmile:. I've read the story on deviantart ant it was great, but the other one about Xykon and Tiasal taking over the world and killing everyone was simply amazing.

Miko's heart was also great, I like role of Sangwaan as spiritual guide.

I've also prepared a banner : :vaarsuvius: "the finest day of my long life" (or "One ring to rule Inkyrius :smallsmile:")

http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx144/half-halfling/bvxi.png

They have wedding rings, it's visible in larger version (under spoiler). I didn't know on which finger the ring goes since they have only three , but I think it's the middle one :smallsmile:.

http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx144/half-halfling/vxi.png

[CoffeeIncluded]

If he could get away with it, I could see Redcloak murdering him for the sake of the kids, even if Tiasal was out of danger. He sees himself as partially responsible for him getting so many children, and since he has a child himself, he understands how horrible it is to know that one's kid is in this state. He has compassion for them.

Can you please make it even more brutal than this?


Wait, doesn't that have bacteria that's harmful to dogs or something?

Yes. Yes it does. The dogs vomited after this.

Sometimes people try to adopt animals when they're high.

On a good note, I got 3 puppies adopted today. Yes, the adopters were sober.

*Sigh* And my mom and brother are fighting again.

[icastflare!]

When they give birth to a baby, they're taken away from the other children. And they nurse for a while. Once the baby's in its toddler years, Master cooks the mother and serves her as a special treat to the children. Same thing happens to boys when they hit puberty.

...I have a sick mind. WHAT THE.........jeeeeeeez......thats creepier than any of the abd crack pairings. well im already insane so it cant have to many adverse affects

[Lix Lorn]

Awake now.
I think you made everyone have an enemy they hate so much, they'd cross class to paladin to Smite Evil.

[Zanaril]

That's... actually really romantic. Somehow, in the state that she would inevitably be in, I can see Vaarsuvius getting a little glassy-eyed if Redcloak actually told her that.
:smalltongue:


And that would be the most painful part. The fire Redcloak loved would be reduced to embers. If nothing else, that would make him make an immediate plan to get away from Xykon, if not get rid of him, once and for all.

Would she let him kiss her after all this? She would be scared of what Xykon would do if he found out, but she loves Redcloak, not Xykon...
Unfortunately I think the whole experience might leave her just as emotionally distant as she was at the start of this all, if not more. She won't be able to do anything with Reddy without remembering Xykon making her do the same with him. :smallfrown: All the problems started because of her relationship with Reddy and by that point, after all she's been through, she might just want to be left alone.

Getting her back to the Vaarsuvius he remembers will take a tremendous amount of time, effort, patience, and love.

If it's possible at all.


I think I know what I want his death to be, should the story bring me in that direction.

I think that you'll be satisfied.
Good to know.



What were you expecting? Just murder?

Well... yeah. I didn't think he'd just let them go free.

But still...

[icastflare!]

for all 1 of you who care part 3 of rogue love will be out by tuesday.also might get off my first abd crack pairing. gotta find some of that economy size brain bleach

[NemoUtopia]

for all 1 of you who care part 3 of rogue love will be out by tuesday.also might get off my first abd crack pairing. gotta find some of that economy size brain bleach

D= We care, really! Some of us just have things like annoying customers demanding our attention...or immersive conversations with other posters...and stuff...I, for one, am indeed looking forward to part 3.

[The Dark Fiddler]

Why do I always skim past the Miko's Heart stories? I always look forward to them, and always go past 'em. This one was just as good, and... cliffhanger. :smallmad:

And as always, good work half-halfling.

[Lix Lorn]

Karma. You're seeming importance in the thread has annoyed some Chaotic Deities.

I didn't tell them, promise. (Innocent whistle)

[icastflare!]

D= We care, really! Some of us just have things like annoying customers demanding our attention...or immersive conversations with other posters...and stuff...I, for one, am indeed looking forward to part 3.

I was being sarcastic. I kno you guys care because you rock. I was just explaining that I'm not exactly rick roll famous on the internet or anything for that matter so its good to see you care about me:biggrin: sorry if that came off as if I felt unloved. its all cool.

:haley: we know you care, because who doesnt love me?

No one loves you

:haley: yes they do
no they dont
:haley: YES THEY DO!!!!!!!!!
you scare me some times

and yes I talk to my figments of imagination. All while listening to some korn

[Lix Lorn]

I love Haley! She's one of my favourites!
...
Of the actual order.
Joint with V, Elan and Belkar.
...
So not all that much of a compliment. XD

[Water-Smurf]

Unfortunately I think the whole experience might leave her just as emotionally distant as she was at the start of this all, if not more.

She'd definitely be emotionally distant, but Redcloak knows her much better now. He knows how to slip through her defenses, and she would be fragile then, easy for him to gently unravel the barriers. And she would still love him--he never did anything wrong by her, she was just too proud and frightened for her daughter to say anything when Xykon drove them apart. Just to stay sane, I bet she imagined that Xykon was Redcloak, when the lights were gone or her eyes were closed. It would just take some niggling for her to really let herself fall back into his arms.


She won't be able to do anything with Reddy without remembering Xykon making her do the same with him. :smallfrown:

That's true. And that would be seriously anxiety-inducing, making her even more afraid of physical intimacy than she was before. But, again, I can see Redcloak having the skill and knowing her well enough to gently work her through her fear. Maybe staying only with chaste kisses at first, and urging her to say when and why she was anxious. Then slowly working their way to touching, staying in contact for prolonged periods of time, and eventually making love. But they'd have to make sure that Xykon wouldn't find out--he'd be pissed if Redcloak was starting to muscle into his territory.


All the problems started because of her relationship with Reddy and by that point, after all she's been through, she might just want to be left alone.

I don't know. She would have been dealing with this pain and turmoil all alone for a while. Maybe it would feel nice to have Redcloak's support again.


Getting her back to the Vaarsuvius he remembers will take a tremendous amount of time, effort, patience, and love.

If it's possible at all.

The lucky thing is, he has all the time, effort, patience, and love in the world. Say what you will about Redcloak, but he's persistent, knows how to plan, and knows how to work for what he wants over a long period of time. He wouldn't rest until Vaarsuvius was on fire again, even if it was painful for her in the short term. Xykon and Vaarsuvius both may feel like the fire had been extinguished, but something like that doesn't go away. All Xykon would need to do is threaten Redcloak or Tiasal or someone else Vaarsuvius loves and she would be back to normal, if only for a small while. He would need to offer his strength for her to use, and foster the strength she already has.

But again, this requires that Xykon doesn't crush them again.

[Lix Lorn]

Poor V... DXD

EVIL XYKON

Factor 3: Meteor Swarm.

[icastflare!]

xykon in every way, shape, form, is a heartless excuse for bones. all he knows is how to hurt, manipulate, and kil people. Still he exists and is powerful enough to stay alive for just about ever. Poor v and red cloak

[The Dark Fiddler]

...decided to pimp out my campaign with portals, sky pirates, warforged, demon lords, thog, and the grapist ( cookie for you if you know who he is).

Having just seen this post in the old thread, I would like to collect my cookie now. Whitest Kids U Know; very funny.

[Lix Lorn]

That's why i loved it when someone did the SoulSplicV returning and owning him. XD

[icastflare!]

Having just seen this post in the old thread, I would like to collect my cookie now. Whitest Kids U Know; very funny.
you get it when you say his catch phrase

[The Dark Fiddler]

you get it when you say his catch phrase

I'm not sure it's appropriate for these boards.

[icastflare!]

pm it to me then if your not too confident. we have had the real word in here before without a ban

[Silverraptor]

...What.
Okay, seriously?! This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?! PLEASE LET IT BE A SICK JOKE!!!


You haven't heard of "A Modest Proposal" have you.:smallamused:

And Who whould be the one to ask the mods for a Crack Pairing Archive?:smallconfused: I will if no one objects.

[icastflare!]

You haven't heard of "A Modest Proposal" have you.:smallamused:

And Who whould be the one to ask the mods for a Crack Pairing Archive?:smallconfused: I will if no one objects. depends...............do you have 18 charisma?

[Silverraptor]

depends...............do you have 18 charisma?

No. 14 actually (took several tests). But I am on friendly speaking terms with Roland.:smallamused:

[icastflare!]

okay thats a +5 to checks.......carry the 2 divide by the gelatonus cube.............alright your good

[NemoUtopia]

depends...............do you have 18 charisma?

If nobody here has 18 charisma, I can do it. I have max ranks for my level in Bluff, Diplomacy, and Sense Motive, as well as a feat that lets me use my Intelligence bonus on top of my charisma bonus if I succeed at a Preform(oratory/debate/rhetoric) Check :smallwink:

[Silverraptor]

If nobody here has 18 charisma, I can do it. I have max ranks for my level in Bluff, Diplomacy, and Sense Motive, as well as a feat that lets me use my Intelligence bonus on top of my charisma bonus if I succeed at a Preform(oratory/debate/rhetoric) Check :smallwink:

Problem is, you don't use those skills on Roland.:smalltongue: Anyways, I'm off to ask him now.

[CoffeeIncluded]

You haven't heard of "A Modest Proposal" have you.:smallamused:

Actually, I have.

But that was satire. Water-Smurf is being serious.

[Silverraptor]

Actually, I have.

But that was satire. Water-Smurf is being serious.

What I love is everyone thought he was being serious!:smallbiggrin:

And... now I fear that Water-Smurf will be found next in a rehabilitation clinic next time we check...

[icastflare!]

Attention everybody. because the fiddler knew who the grapist was everyone gets an internet cookie..........BASK IN ITS GLORY!!!!!!!!!!!

[Aaron]

Ok, what if you're a vampire?

Then you use Unholy Brain Bleach. :smallbiggrin::smalltongue:


...What.

Okay, seriously?! This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?! PLEASE LET IT BE A SICK JOKE!!!

No. I want an explicit description of him getting torn apart and burned alive and hung, drawn, and quartered, and his eyes melted and bubbling out of their sockets and his fingernails torn out and getting castrated with a dull rusty fork and I want his death to last weeks.

:smalleek:...*grabs puke bucket* :smallyuk:
I pray that it is just a joke.


What I love is everyone thought he was being serious!:smallbiggrin:

:smalleek:Umm... According to her cleric tests, she may end up in rehab, if/when it gets any worse. :smallamused::smalltongue:

[CoffeeIncluded]

:smalleek:Umm... According to her cleric tests, she may end up in rehab, if/when it gets any worse. :smallamused::smalltongue:

Guys, you might not want to joke about that.

[Silverraptor]

Guys, you might not want to joke about that.

...

...He continued it...

[Aaron]

Guys, you might not want to joke about that.

OK. She might come to my clerical office, and she will want me to use magic to bring forth her deeply buried Crack Pairing ideas. :smallbiggrin:

*ding* *idea*:smallbiggrin: Water-Smurf, I need to awaken the plot bunnies deep inside your head, so you can write even more. :smallbiggrin::smallwink:


...

...He continued it...

...you started it... :smalltongue:

[CoffeeIncluded]

Uhm, to change the subject...I'm gonna go type up Ian/Bandit leader (Adultery with high heels and black leather, and alcohol thrown in for free) after I finish my latin homework.

[Silverraptor]

...you started it... :smalltongue:

Ya.

But you continued it.:smalltongue:

[NemoUtopia]

Ya.

But you continued it.:smalltongue:

*casts Channel Father* I don't care who started it! You both quit it right now, or I'll be the one to finish it. *stern glare*:smallannoyed:

*Channel Father wears off* Stupid short duration spells...anyway, the Finale to Miko's Choice is nearly complete and may even be finished tonight. Please note this is may, and depends entirely on the amount of customers that come through here, but it will be up tomorrow at the latest. V-Vgs progresses towards its own conclusion, and I am keeping two versions-
1) Abridged. This version is approved for young readers and deemed managable for ADD and ADHD readers by the ESRB.
2) Unabridged. This version is not approved for those who are not lawyers, OCD, compulsive readers, or otherwise prone to actually reading walls of text that resemble the walls of Azure City.

[Aaron]

Uhm, to change the subject...I'm gonna go type up Ian/Bandit leader (Adultery with high heels and black leather, and alcohol thrown in for free) after I finish my latin homework.

Yay!!! I can't wait! :smallbiggrin:


Ya.

But you continued it.:smalltongue:

Either way, I'm still eager to awaken Water-Smurf's deepest fearsplot bunnies. :smallwink::smallbiggrin:

[CoffeeIncluded]

Alrightey, Ian Starshine/Bandit Leader (Called Will here, with adultery, drunkenness and dominatrix gear! :smallbiggrin:


Mia Starshine walked alongside her husband Ian through the forest, her hand resting protectively over her swollen belly.

"Here, my love," Ian said, indicating a small clearing deep in the grove. "My friend Will is coming; he'll be here soon to escort us the rest of the way."

Mia smiled and looked at Ian with those bright blue eyes. "He better, the baby's starting to complain."

Ian leaned down and placed his hand over Mia's. "So did our son enjoy the exercise? Has Hector been kicking a lot today?"

Mia laughed softly and looked into Ian's eyes. "What if it's a girl?"

"Nonsense! Hector's my child, of course he'll be a boy. That's just silly, sweetie."

At that moment the happy silence was pierced by an arrow which embedded itself in the tree above them. Both Ian and Mia jumped to their feet, drawing their swords. Ian then took a look at the arrow, sheathed his blade, and shouted, "Will! I told you not to do that!"

A slight rustling was heard behind them, and Will dropped down from the treetops with his bow. "Hi, Ian! Hello, Mia! How's Hector doing today? Has he started dancing the placental can-can yet?" Mia shook her head and sighed dramatically, yet could not quite conceal a smile. "Oh, and look at this!" Will produced a large barrel from a Bag of Holding that he carried with him. Ian peered at the label and his eyes grew wide.

"...No way. This much?!"

Will's smile grew even broader. "Oh yeah, this is the good stuff." He pulled out a stopper and filled up two mugs, one of which he handed to Ian. He was about to give the other mug to Mia when he stopped and said, "Oh, right. We've got your kid to worry about. My apologies."

"It's okay, Will. I prefer juice anyway."

They drank and talked and laughed well into the night; Mia went to sleep as Ian and Will were still chatting. As they talked, the conversation eventually veered to the Thieves' Guild, and Ian mentioned how the new recruit, Bozzok, was very skilled, but ambitious as well. And more than a little perverted. The half-orc had apparently found Hank's stash of Playelf and made off with it; Ian was NOT pleased to have to track those down. Then he showed the collection of high heels, black leather, whips, and other pieces of dominatrix gear that he had found in Bozzok's closet.

They were drunk; they were beyond drunk. Somehow it went from playful teasing to a drunken bet to the both of them trying out the whips to the both of them trying out the whips on each other to Ian waking up hungover in the morning, naked and next to an equally unclothed Will (Uncomfortably propped up against a bunch of rocks, no less), with all that that implies.

Contrary to what one would think, Ian remembered exactly what had transpired the night before, and very greatly wished that he had not.

"Oh dear Gods...Mia's gonna kill me. I'm a dead man."

Well, what did you think?

[NemoUtopia]

Ni-ice one, Coffe!

You guys are in luck, you need lament no longer! For here I present to you:


Miko's Heart, Beyond Lawful Good - Part 11 [Fin.]
“…MY VOWS! I renew my vows to the Twelve Gods, to protect and serve the citizens, now refugees, of Azure City as a paladin in service of the Twelve. I vow to be true to my oath and my heart with the full weight of my new understanding. I beg forgiveness for my selfishness and seek to make amends, even if the Twelve do not accept my service again. I am no longer a child, but a woman! I am Miko Miyazaki, and I am my own!”

At first, nothing happens as the echoes of my voice fade. Saangwan sits beaming, and Karla is thoughtful, as the last remnants of sound fade. Before any of us can speak again, a low humming emanates from nowhere and fills the room. Soft blue light fills the space and I feel a familiar presence just as Soon and Matsumo appear in the room. I move to touch Matsumo, but he is not there physically. My heart leaps with joy and sorrow to see him again so, but his smile comforts me as we touch hands without touching. Soon smiles and speaks simply, “Your oath is accepted, Miko. You have fulfilled your quest and atoned for your deeds in the eyes of the Twelve Gods. Rise once more as a paladin in their service, and be true to your heart and the people of Azure City.”

I feel the presence of the Twelve again, the comfort of their love and support in subtle ways I never realized in my past service. The tears of joy flow freely as my strength returns fully, and I can barely breathe as Matsumo ‘kisses’ my lips. I hear Karla whispering behind me to Saangwan, “No grand speech or—”

“—stirring plot exposition? I know, even I expected the great Soon to do it," Saangwan finishes in the same whisper. Soon smiles at them both with that familiar smile full of his strong personality and good heart, “Now, now, I’m here on behalf of the Twelve Gods, not some Dungeon Master or web-comic writer. But if you prefer…”

Saangwan and Karla speak in hurried unison as I giggle, “No! No, really, that’s fine.” And, “Really, it’s fine, you don’t have to.”

I ask the question that suddenly burns in my heart, “And Windstriker?”

Soon smiles, “Is glad to once more be your steed to call.”

I cannot contain that burst of joy from my heart, as pure as any young girl’s, and clap my hands excitedly. I speak from the heart, “Thank you, Lord Soon. Thank you all for helping me. I suppose we’d better get started on helping Hinjo.”

Karla smiles at the gleam in my eye and nods while Saangwan shakes her head in exasperation. Soon and Matsumo bow and fade to nothing before us, but I find I am not sorrowful. I will not fail to stay my course, and I will see them both again someday. Hopefully not soon, I knew they understood, but someday.

-----------------------------------

I ride next to handsome Roy, smiling at his surprise. I am as I should be, riding Windstriker and wearing Karla’s earring, with a small pendant to be in touch with Saangwan. Roy pulls ahead of the party a bit, ignoring their varying comments, to speak to me, “Miko?! Why are you here?”

I smile, “To help you. Xykon isn’t destroyed once and for all yet, and the people of Azure City will not be safe until he is. I thought we might work well together.”

Roy speaks slowly, “Wow, and you’re a paladin again. Truth be told, we could use the help. But about—”

“—the Halfling, it will not be a concern. We can incarcerate him after defeating Xykon truly if it comes to that.”

“But we have—”

“—a happy couple that enjoys themselves together nights, and sometimes mid-day, a likable dwarf cleric who will understand just fine, and a wizard I can ignore or get along with as I must.”

Roy quirks his eyebrow higher with each statement, “O-kay, but what about the two of us? I’m the team leader here and I don’t want a conflict of command. In fact—”

I lean close and speak softly, “—you’re worried I’ll take charge. I’ll take charge when you want me to, but only when you put me in command.”

I then lean next to his ear and whisper hotly, “That monk training taught me Improved Grapple you know. I’d be happy to give you a demonstration of the fringe benefits, including Improved Disarm (Social), Improved Disrobe, and Improved Trip (Into Bed).”

Roy’s face becomes hot, but he does not exactly blush…he seems too…eager?...for that. He coughs into his hand, “Yes, well, I’ll have to talk to someone about that first. Either way, welcome to the team.”

He bellows powerfully back to the others, “Miko is joining us in the fight against Xykon, I expect you to treat her like another member. Wait, no, I expect you not to treat her like another member, but as an honored representative of Azure City. Wait…dammit, it doesn’t matter what I expect, you all will treat her with respect. And maybe learn some for each other while you’re at it.”

Elan and Haley whisper to each other in an excited manner as Durkon calls, “Welcome, lass, we could use a bit more sense an’ a bit less foolery!”

The annoying Halfling interjects lewdly, “Hey Roy, planning on making a donation of ‘Treasure Type O’? I’m sure the treasury’s open for tithing to summon the Beast with Two Backs for you. You know, you two could bump those logs down out of your uptight butts while you’re at it!”

The Halfling continues his rambling chain of inane babble as Roy ignores him and turns to the elf with a grimace, “Please tell me you prepared Silence today.”

The elf shakes its head and postulates, “As a part of your request for less overt bickering you could discern and more subtle means of infighting I have not prepared Silence on this particular day. Nor do I have any scrolls of the aforementioned spell with which to quiet our diminutive nuisance as he uses Combat Reflexes to make attacks of opportunity against your dignity, which I find immensely preferable to his usual blather.”

Roy grunts and mutters under his breath before bellowing again, “Dammit, that wasn't what I... -- Fine, whatever, but don’t make me come back there. Because I don’t care who starts it, I will finish it! Elan! Haley! That means you two too! Less Dexterity checks and more coaxing the rides to our next destination.”

I cannot hide my grin as I bump ‘accidentally’ against Roy and breathe hotly in his ear, “Hm, such a strong father figure. Sounds like you could use a mother in their lives.”

Roy sighs and covers his face with one hand, “Oh, not you too. What did I do to deserve this?”

I smile happily and give him breathing room for now. I’ll have plenty of time in pursuit. Today is truly a wonder day to be a paladin!

[licoot]

Is that MiTDxGender-Switched MiTD?

Yes, or just a women from his species.

[Zanaril]

Well, what did you think?


I think she probably woke up, watched for a while, then took pictures for blackmailing purposes. :smallamused:

[The Odor]

Alrightey, Ian Starshine/Bandit Leader (Called Will here, with adultery, drunkenness and dominatrix gear! :smallbiggrin:


Mia Starshine walked alongside her husband Ian through the forest, her hand resting protectively over her swollen belly.

"Here, my love," Ian said, indicating a small clearing deep in the grove. "My friend Will is coming; he'll be here soon to escort us the rest of the way."

Mia smiled and looked at Ian with those bright blue eyes. "He better, the baby's starting to complain."

Ian leaned down and placed his hand over Mia's. "So did our son enjoy the exercise? Has Hector been kicking a lot today?"

Mia laughed softly and looked into Ian's eyes. "What if it's a girl?"

"Nonsense! Hector's my child, of course he'll be a boy. That's just silly, sweetie."

At that moment the happy silence was pierced by an arrow which embedded itself in the tree above them. Both Ian and Mia jumped to their feet, drawing their swords. Ian then took a look at the arrow, sheathed his blade, and shouted, "Will! I told you not to do that!"

A slight rustling was heard behind them, and Will dropped down from the treetops with his bow. "Hi, Ian! Hello, Mia! How's Hector doing today? Has he started dancing the placental can-can yet?" Mia shook her head and sighed dramatically, yet could not quite conceal a smile. "Oh, and look at this!" Will produced a large barrel from a Bag of Holding that he carried with him. Ian peered at the label and his eyes grew wide.

"...No way. This much?!"

Will's smile grew even broader. "Oh yeah, this is the good stuff." He pulled out a stopper and filled up two mugs, one of which he handed to Ian. He was about to give the other mug to Mia when he stopped and said, "Oh, right. We've got your kid to worry about. My apologies."

"It's okay, Will. I prefer juice anyway."

They drank and talked and laughed well into the night; Mia went to sleep as Ian and Will were still chatting. As they talked, the conversation eventually veered to the Thieves' Guild, and Ian mentioned how the new recruit, Bozzok, was very skilled, but ambitious as well. And more than a little perverted. The half-orc had apparently found Hank's stash of Playelf and made off with it; Ian was NOT pleased to have to track those down. Then he showed the collection of high heels, black leather, whips, and other pieces of dominatrix gear that he had found in Bozzok's closet.

They were drunk; they were beyond drunk. Somehow it went from playful teasing to a drunken bet to the both of them trying out the whips to the both of them trying out the whips on each other to Ian waking up hungover in the morning, naked and next to an equally unclothed Will (Uncomfortably propped up against a bunch of rocks, no less), with all that that implies.

Contrary to what one would think, Ian remembered exactly what had transpired the night before, and very greatly wished that he had not.

"Oh dear Gods...Mia's gonna kill me. I'm a dead man."

Well, what did you think?

Yay more Coffee stories!!!!!

[Lix Lorn]

Miko's Choice-YAY HAPPY ENDING! ^_^

[Closak]

The ABD is at it again! *Get's dragged away by the tail*

...I might have something later this week, we see then.

*Get's dragged into a swamp*

[Taekwondodo]

Wow, NemoUtopia loved your Miko story. Satisfying ending :smallwink:.

*Joins "We Hate the Master" club* So how are we torturing him today?

[Closak]

How about feeding him to the ABD while wearing some magic device that prevents him from dying as a result?

Then when he comes out the other end we set him on fire and throw gasoline on him?

Then castrate him and push him of the side of a mountain in such a way that his face is smashed against the mountainside on the way down and the skin is peeled from his forehead as a result to the point where you can see the bone beneath?

Then let Cerberus use him as a chew toy?


There was a reference somewhere in there.
See if you can find it.

[Asta Kask]

What are those songs called? *prepares to look them up on YouTube*

The first is Nativity In Black (usually called N.I.B.) by Black Sabbath. The second is Nothing's Free by Alice Cooper.

Here's a song (by Alice Cooper) for Deirde:

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah

[Draconi Redfir]

random thought: ABD wearing a cursed/magical necklace tat trapped it in a humanoid form. who would you force feed the love potion to?


discuss

[Lix Lorn]

I feel stupid. Who/what is ABD?

[Closak]

Ancient Black Dragon.

She's smexy...*Drools*
Mmmm, dragons...hawt...

[Asta Kask]

No. I want an explicit description of him getting torn apart and burned alive and hung, drawn, and quartered, and his eyes melted and bubbling out of their sockets and his fingernails torn out and getting castrated with a dull rusty fork and I want his death to last weeks.

Don't hold it in or sugar-coat it, Coffee. Tell us how you really feel... :smallbiggrin:

Actually, I can't believe that stirred up so much emotions. A rather common story-telling device in the Ancient World was killing child of your enemy and serving it up to him for dinner. Tantalos served up his own son, Pelops, to the gods to see if they were truly omniscient (and was imprisoned in Tartaros for this.)

Meanwhile, in the real world... may I remind you that one of the principal pleasures of the common man in 15th-century Paris was cat-burning - rounding up a couple of strays and burning them alive, with their shrieks and howls causing much merriment. I wonder what you think of that, Coffee...

[Lix Lorn]

Aaaah. (nod)
Wait, she's a girl? Huh. XD
Familiacide.

[Closak]

Familicide!? *Goes berserk and starts killing everything that moves that isn't a dragon*

RAAAAGEEE!!!

Damn elves :smallfurious: *Uses breath weapon on*

[Lix Lorn]

...ow.
(Heals Critical Wounds on self)
I'd like to point out that it's a TOUCH spell, i wasn't anywhere near you, i'm not an elf, (my grandmother was a half-elf) and... you're not listening. Peaceful Serenity of Io. (Touches)

[NemoUtopia]

But why would you use a spoon, cousin?

Because it would hurt more, you twit!

:smallcool: *Points at Cosak* (Epic) Magic-lock.

Quickened Forcecage.

Now when you've calmed down and are ready to play nicely with the dirty ape-creatures you can come out. :smallwink:

[Asta Kask]

Wow, NemoUtopia loved your Miko story. Satisfying ending :smallwink:.

*Joins "We Hate the Master" club* So how are we torturing him today?

Just stick a spear through him. He's going to the Abyss, where there are fiends infinitely more skilled at torture. Why prolong his life on Earth?

[Lix Lorn]

And i was going for the friendly option. XD Greater Dispel.
(Removes Forcecage)

[Draconi Redfir]

Wow, NemoUtopia loved your Miko story. Satisfying ending :smallwink:.

*Joins "We Hate the Master" club* So how are we torturing him today?



i say we claw out his eyeballs, turn them around, and then make him watch as we slowly peel off his face. we then take jagged knives and cut up eavry mussel we can find, but keeping him alive. leaving him horribly disfigured and in great pain.


and then we get a taxidermist to imortilize his face, and use it as the baises of a populer monster-movie franchise.

[Lix Lorn]

Haha. XD Owneded.
Why don't we lock him in a room with a Symbol of Pain?

[Water-Smurf]

xykon in every way, shape, form, is a heartless excuse for bones. all he knows is how to hurt, manipulate, and kil people. Still he exists and is powerful enough to stay alive for just about ever. Poor v and red cloak

You summed up my feelings pretty well.



Here's a song (by Alice Cooper) for Deirde:

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah

Huh. Alice Cooper is good at making songs that sum up characters/situations... Be that as it may, it's still freaky how well it matches up to Deirdre.

So let's see...

Xykon/Vaarsuvius: Nativity in Black

Xykon/Tiasal/Deirdre: Nothing's Free

Deirdre/Tiasal: Welcome to my Nightmare

Tiasal/Deirdre: Diary of a Madman

Anything else?


Just stick a spear through him. He's going to the Abyss, where there are fiends infinitely more skilled at torture. Why prolong his life on Earth?

He'll be part of the freshly-snipped evil choir. :smallbiggrin:


Anyway, how do you guys think Vaarsuvius and Redcloak respectively would react if they found out that Tiasal was willingly working with Xykon against them?

[Lix Lorn]

They'be be horribly shocked and love her anyway.

[Asta Kask]

Xykon/Vaarsuvius: Nativity in Black

Xykon/Tiasal/Deirdre: Nothing's Free

Deirdre/Tiasal: Welcome to my Nightmare

Tiasal/Deirdre: Diary of a Madman

Anything else?

Not at the moment, no.


Anyway, how do you guys think Vaarsuvius and Redcloak respectively would react if they found out that Tiasal was willingly working with Xykon against them?

I see Vaarsuvius as less forgiving than Redcloak. He'd probably be sorry, but still love her. She, on the other hand...
Blasts and fogs upon thee!
Hear me, Nature! If this
creature ever conceives a child, let it stamp wrinkles in
her brow, and turn her pains to laughter and contempt,
so that she may feel how sharper than a serpent's tooth
it is to have a thankless child! Away! Away! I have
one daughter left.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Meanwhile, in the real world... may I remind you that one of the principal pleasures of the common man in 15th-century Paris was cat-burning - rounding up a couple of strays and burning them alive, with their shrieks and howls causing much merriment. I wonder what you think of that, Coffee...

I really, really didn't need, or want, to hear that...

[Taekwondodo]

i say we claw out his eyeballs, turn them around, and then make him watch as we slowly peel off his face. we then take jagged knives and cut up eavry mussel we can find, but keeping him alive. leaving him horribly disfigured and in great pain.


and then we get a taxidermist to imortilize his face, and use it as the baises of a populer monster-movie franchise.

What do you have against seafood? (lol) I believe you mean muscle!

Shakespeare Asta Kask?

[Asta Kask]

I really, really didn't need, or want, to hear that...

I'm sorry, but think of it this way - think of how far we have come since then. Who knows where we'll be only a few generations hence? We can change - and the fact that we no longer burn cats for our amusement is proof of that.


Shakespeare Asta Kask?

It's a principle I have - steal only from the best.

[Closak]

Push him of the side of a mountain in such a way that his face is smashed against the mountainside on the way down and the skin is peeled from his forehead as a result to the point where you can see the bone beneath?

Am i the only one here who wants to do that to Master?

Of course it won't kill him, it just cause a helluva lot of pain.


...I also have a few other things i would like to try out :smallbiggrin:

[Zanaril]

It would just take some niggling for her to really let herself fall back into his arms.


But they'd have to make sure that Xykon wouldn't find out--he'd be pissed if Redcloak was starting to muscle into his territory.
It's going to be very hard for Reddy to help V much while they're still being controlled by Xykon. For one thing, they're going to have to pretend to hate, or at least be indifferent to each other whenever Xykon's watching, and that's going to get harder an harder to keep up. For another, V is still going to have to act submissively around Xykon and do what he says; and Reddy's now going to have to deal with knowing that all the interaction between those two is a one-sided lie. I can't see Reddy being able to do anything more for V than providing enough support to stop her getting any worse, at least not until they escape.


But again, this requires that Xykon doesn't crush them again.
I think at that point they'd have to concentrate their efforts of looking for a way out of there. Xykon's given a demonstration of exactly how harmful it is continually being under his thumb.


Anyway, how do you guys think Vaarsuvius and Redcloak respectively would react if they found out that Tiasal was willingly working with Xykon against them?

Reddy wouldn't blame her. He knows how manipulative Xykon is, and besides, considering Tiasal's situation siding with the lich was probably the safest thing she could have done. But he's still going to be worried for her, because he also knows that no-one benefits from working with Xykon except Xykon himself. If makes escaping harder, because they can't include Tiasal's help in any plans, but they're still going to get her out of there too, whether she wants it or not. Reddy seems like the kind of person to respect her decisions, but he's still going to try unrelentlessly to show her that siding with xykon is a bad idea.

V might be a little less tolerent; when it comes to anyone except Reddy, she thinks she knows best for her family and that she can order them around if it's for their own good. Obviously that's not going to work with Tiasal, but it might take her a while to realize that she can't control her daughter that way.

[CoffeeIncluded]

I'm sorry, but think of it this way - think of how far we have come since then. Who knows where we'll be only a few generations hence? We can change - and the fact that we no longer burn cats for our amusement is proof of that.

Yes, but you're talking to a girl who saves stray kittens.

Speaking of the shelter, who the **** feeds sandwiches with thick slabs of raw bacon to food-possessive dogs?! (And it's clearly marked on the card in front of their cage that they're food-possessive.)

I deal with idiots at the shelter sometimes. People who poke their fingers in the cages, even when it clearly says not to (One woman who got bitten said that she was "testing"), parents turning a blind eye when their little kids are poking an angry cat in the face, and then people yell at me and say that the shelter doesn't care about the animals, only about the money...Because surprise surprise, there's an adoption fee!

Guess what? The shelter's a non-profit! It costs a LOT more than the fee to run the place and pay wages and prep the animals for adoption! Gah!

[Lix Lorn]

Yeah, people are mostly dumb.
(The original quote is ruder. DXD)

[Asta Kask]

Yes, but you're talking to a girl who saves stray kittens.

*shrug* I'm the one with a purring cat in his lap. Three of the family's four cats are adopted strays (the fourth is 100% farm cat).


Speaking of the shelter, who the **** feeds sandwiches with thick slabs of raw bacon to food-possessive dogs?! (And it's clearly marked on the card in front of their cage that they're food-possessive.)

What happened? Did they throw up? Or start fighting?


I deal with idiots at the shelter sometimes. People who poke their fingers in the cages, even when it clearly says not to (One woman who got bitten said that she was "testing"), parents turning a blind eye when their little kids are poking an angry cat in the face, and then people yell at me and say that the shelter doesn't care about the animals, only about the money...Because surprise surprise, there's an adoption fee!

And you'll find more idiots in the wide world... surprisingly, 50% of the population are below median intelligence. :smallsmile: But it's a good thing you have an adoption fee - it shouldn't be too easy to adopt an animal. In Sweden we have a word - "summer cat." A summer cat is taken in as a kitten at the start of summer to play with the kiddies. And then, when vacation is over and the family leaves for home they abandon the cat because "cats can always take care of themselves." Scum is too good a word for people like that.

[Water-Smurf]

I see Vaarsuvius as less forgiving than Redcloak. He'd probably be sorry, but still love her. She, on the other hand...
Blasts and fogs upon thee!
Hear me, Nature! If this
creature ever conceives a child, let it stamp wrinkles in
her brow, and turn her pains to laughter and contempt,
so that she may feel how sharper than a serpent's tooth
it is to have a thankless child! Away! Away! I have
one daughter left.

So basically "I hope you have a kid just as bad as you"? :smalltongue:

Awesome selection of Shakespeare quote, by the way. Quite appropriate.


It's going to be very hard for Reddy to help V much while they're still being controlled by Xykon. For one thing, they're going to have to pretend to hate, or at least be indifferent to each other whenever Xykon's watching, and that's going to get harder an harder to keep up. For another, V is still going to have to act submissively around Xykon and do what he says; and Reddy's now going to have to deal with knowing that all the interaction between those two is a one-sided lie. I can't see Reddy being able to do anything more for V than providing enough support to stop her getting any worse, at least not until they escape.

And that's why I suspect that escape would happen very soon once Redcloak found this out. Xykon would have let his guard down--he thinks that he has broken Vaarsuvius and therefore the source of Redcloak's rebellion--so none of them would be closely monitored. Xykon wouldn't find it suspicious for Vaarsuvius to go out for a walk alone or something, or for Redcloak to disappear in his private study, or for Tiasal to be out of his and/or Master's and/or Tsukiko's sight for a time. Or for all of that to happen at once. They could run away and hide much easier then than they did back before all this happened.


Reddy wouldn't blame her. He knows how manipulative Xykon is, and besides, considering Tiasal's situation siding with the lich was probably the safest thing she could have done. But he's still going to be worried for her, because he also knows that no-one benefits from working with Xykon except Xykon himself. If makes escaping harder, because they can't include Tiasal's help in any plans, but they're still going to get her out of there too, whether she wants it or not. Reddy seems like the kind of person to respect her decisions, but he's still going to try unreletlessly to show her that siding with xykon is a bad idea.

Do you think he would be willing to tell her Right-Eye's story to show her what Xykon is capable of? He's barely been able to face it in his mind, he doesn't know that she knows, and he has every reason to believe that his daughter would turn against him for it, but there's hope that she would see Xykon for the monster he is...


V might be a little less tolerent; when it comes to anyone except Reddy, she thinks she knows best for her family and that she can order them around if it's for their own good. Obviously that's not going to work with Tiasal, but it might take her a while to realize that she can't control her daughter that way.

How would that go down? I mean, she can't exactly tell her daughter that she wasn't allowed to see the guy who controlled all of them and demanded to see her. And she would have to understand that her lengthy absence in her daughter's life makes Tiasal less inclined to listen to her...


In Sweden we have a word - "summer cat." A summer cat is taken in as a kitten at the start of summer to play with the kiddies. And then, when vacation is over and the family leaves for home they abandon the cat because "cats can always take care of themselves." Scum is too good a word for people like that.

...I think I'm going to go to Sweden and kill someone now. Excuse me. *shuffles off*

[Asta Kask]

So basically "I hope you have a kid just as bad as you"? :smalltongue:

Awesome selection of Shakespeare quote, by the way. Quite appropriate

:smallredface:

Yeah, I think every parent has thought that about their children at some point.

How are you, by the way?

[CoffeeIncluded]

*shrug* I'm the one with a purring cat in his lap. Three of the family's four cats are adopted strays (the fourth is 100% farm cat).

Aww. I'd have a cat but my mom's allergic.


What happened? Did they throw up? Or start fighting?

They started throwing up. And then defended the food when some of the other workers went in to get the uneaten bacon.


And you'll find more idiots in the wide world... surprisingly, 50% of the population are below median intelligence. :smallsmile: But it's a good thing you have an adoption fee - it shouldn't be too easy to adopt an animal. In Sweden we have a word - "summer cat." A summer cat is taken in as a kitten at the start of summer to play with the kiddies. And then, when vacation is over and the family leaves for home they abandon the cat because "cats can always take care of themselves." Scum is too good a word for people like that.

I see what you did. :smalltongue:

And here they're called christmas puppies.

I just...Ugh. It makes me sick. Especially when they get the animal from the pet store...


...I think I'm going to go to Sweden and kill someone now. Excuse me. *shuffles off*

Make sure you don't hurt Asta or Odor or anyone related to them!

[Lix Lorn]

I think that'd make sense. Xykon doesn't have anything else over them, does he...?

[Closak]

...I think I'm going to go to Sweden and kill someone now. Excuse me. *shuffles off*

Feel free to take the moron in my school who sits at the bench behind me.

He keeps scratching his groin during class and yelling about how good it feels.
He also keeps calling my mom a whore and brags about how he's going to f*** her.
He's also always 30 minutes late to school minimum, often longer, and about 30% of the time he doesn't show up at all.
He also never does his homework, and get's angry and agressive when i get better grades than him.
Then there's a bunch of other stuff i don't even want to get started on.

[icastflare!]

Feel free to take the moron in my school who sits at the bench behind me.

He keeps scratching his groin during class and yelling about how good it feels.
He also keeps calling my mom a whore and brags about how he's going to f*** her.
He's also always 30 minutes late to school minimum, often longer, and about 30% of the time he doesn't show up at all.
He also never does his homework, and get's angry and agressive when i get better grades than him.
Then there's a bunch of other stuff i don't even want to get started on.

The world Is full of idiots. How humanity has even been able to survive with things like that is a miracle. Though we do have a solution. Its called " Low will defense + slay living"

[The Dark Fiddler]

Then let Cerberus use him as a chew toy?


There was a reference somewhere in there.
See if you can find it.

Percy Jackson?

Also, people, ease up on the graphic torture. The Master is a bastard, but there's still a rule against explicit violence, so be careful.


...surprisingly, 50% of the population are below median intelligence. :smallsmile:

Isn't that basic statistics? :smalltongue:


Xykon/Vaarsuvius: Nativity in Black

Xykon/Tiasal/Deirdre: Nothing's Free

Deirdre/Tiasal: Welcome to my Nightmare

Tiasal/Deirdre: Diary of a Madman

Anything else?

Nothing to do with your stories, but I'm sure Schadenfreude matches Redcloak/Tsukiko somehow. :smalltongue:

[Aaron]

Yes, but you're talking to a girl who saves stray kittens.


I deal with idiots at the shelter sometimes. People who poke their fingers in the cages, even when it clearly says not to (One woman who got bitten said that she was "testing"), parents turning a blind eye when their little kids are poking an angry cat in the face, and then people yell at me and say that the shelter doesn't care about the animals, only about the money...Because surprise surprise, there's an adoption fee!

Guess what? The shelter's a non-profit! It costs a LOT more than the fee to run the place and pay wages and prep the animals for adoption! Gah!

Even though it can be a hardish job, look at it this way. You are still saving sweet, adorable kittens who only want to have food, a home, and someone to love. :smallsmile: (also have a warming device at night:smallbiggrin:)

You're a hero, one adoption at a time. :smallsmile::smallbiggrin:


Aww. I'd have a cat but my mom's allergic.

Same here. I really, really want to have a kitten, but my mom and bother are allergic. :smallsigh:

[CoffeeIncluded]

Even though it can be a hardish job, look at it this way. You are still saving sweet, adorable kittens who only want to have food, a home, and someone to love. :smallsmile: (also have a warming device at night:smallbiggrin:)

You're a hero, one adoption at a time. :smallsmile::smallbiggrin:



Same here. I really, really want to have a kitten, but my mom and bother are allergic. :smallsigh:

And puppies! Don't forget the puppies! :smallbiggrin:

Thanks.

[Aaron]

And puppies! Don't forget the puppies! :smallbiggrin:

Thanks.

Forget the puppies??? Never! :smallbiggrin:

Hmmm... I think we need more Mr. Scruffy pairings. :smallbiggrin::smallamused:

[icastflare!]

Forget the puppies??? Never! :smallbiggrin:

Hmmm... I think we need more Mr. Scruffy pairings. :smallbiggrin::smallamused:

I have done my part. It was very entertaining.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Forget the puppies??? Never! :smallbiggrin:

Hmmm... I think we need more Mr. Scruffy pairings. :smallbiggrin::smallamused:

Hmm...Maybe Ian and Will found a cat in Bozzok's "kit"? :smallamused:

[Closak]

While on the subject.

I have 3 cats and 1 dog.

The dog is a Golden Retriever.
Very friendly and cuddly, likes to sleep in moms bed or on the couch, often steals the cats food.
He likes cat food better than he likes dog food for some reason.


The youngest of the cats likes to fight, and often scratches us for the lulz while cuddling.
He seems to think it's funny to purr while clawing our pants off.

The second cat is a personal space invader, keeps jumping into my lap and falling asleep on my knees while i'm eating.

The third cat i can't say much about at the moment, i shall have to observe him more.

[The Odor]

Make sure you don't hurt Asta or Odor or anyone related to them!

Don't listen! Kill my sister. Nobody will mind.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Awwww!

Yeah, my dog is a mix between a German Shepard and a Border Collie. Well, those are the two most obvious breeds, she's got a lot of other stuff in her, possibly Whippet.

To stay on topic here, on a random note...

You know what we should make? A Crack Pairing Author class.

The class would have good Fort and Will save progressions, resistance and eventually immunity to mind-altering effects, and would revolve around squicking out enemies in battle! :smallbiggrin:

I've gotta go now, but someone who's good at this sort of thing should make one. Or it could be a group effort! :smallsmile:

[icastflare!]

Time for the awesomeness of Rogue Love part 3 This one is a bit longer than the others. Haley was all set. She had enough supplies to keep her and Elan for a couple days. Now the only thing left to do was make sure the bandit king doesn’t follow her and get Elan and run like there is no tomorrow. The bandit outfit she stole will defiantly help her get around the bandit camp. “Time for Operation: escape” she thought to herself as she set out to the bandit kings tent,
“Well then, you back for more “conditions”?” The bandit king said, obviously trying to lure Haley in. “Just let me freshen up.” Haley said, excusing herself outside.
She came back inside with some rope and a gag. “Well, I can see you really are adventurous.” She gagged him then tied him up. “Well now, see ya later!” She said grinning. The bandit king was in so much of a rage; it’s a surprise the rope held. Then again Haley has more skill points in Use (rope) then you think she would.
Haley exited with the tent with a goal and the means to achieve it. She stole her bow and arrow back and found the footprints of that girl she saw earlier. She found it after a couple of minutes. She looked inside to check if she was their. All she could see was her body covering up someone with blonde hair. “Elan!” she though almost bursting in. “Wait. I am gonna need a plan if I want to do this without alerting the entire camp.” Fortunately, she had just the plan to eliminate the girl.
Samantha was just about to start round 2 with her new man when someone was yelling outside her door.” Excuse me miss, but you have a gift!” A voice said. “Who is it from and what is it? “ She said walking to the door. As she opened the door she was hit with 2 arrows. One in the jugular and one directly between the eyes. “Fate” Haley said as she entered the tent. “Haley!” Elan said as she saw her entering the tent.
“Shhh!!” Haley said covering élans lips. “I don’t feel like taking on an army of bandits. I have the bandit leader tied up at the moment. Let’s escape while we can!” The couple rushed out, being careful not the trip on the body. “No need to get blood on my cape” Elan said.
From there they ran. They ran for as long as their legs could take them. They dare not look back to see if they were being pursued. Right now the only thing that mattered was putting as much distance from the bandit camp as they could. Soon the night turned into day, and a small village came into view.
It was a small town called stormblade, named after the legendary blade. They resided in a small inn called “The Bell and Dragon”. After calming down Haley said “I don’t care how long I have to run. Our love (and my gold) will sustain us.” “Cause we got to hold on to what we got. IT doesn’t make a difference if we make it our not. WE got each other and that’s a lot for love. We’ll give it a shot!” Said Elan COMPLETELY Ruining THE F****** MOMENT!
“Was that really necessary?” Haley said slightly disappointed in him. “I’m a bard. Its my duty.” He said with a smile. I know. I know.”

for those of you who dont get why it ruined the moment, its from a bon jovi song. Any way I am going to continue to atleast part 5.

[Asta Kask]

Isn't that basic statistics? :smalltongue:

Which makes it even more fun when someone says "surely that depends on how you measure it?" :smallsmile:

My mom's oldest cat (my cat's brother - they hate each other) loves to lie next to mom's radiator. It's this model:
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/02/Household_radiator.jpg/250px-Household_radiator.jpg

And mom has made him a small bench to lie on, and then he puts his front paws in between the sections of the radiator and loads up on heat. :smallsmile:

[icastflare!]

this makes me want to get a cat. Too bad im allergic.

[Asta Kask]

They are working on engineering hypoallergenic breeds, but so far progress is slow. But in 10 years - who knows?

[icastflare!]

They are working on engineering hypoallergenic breeds, but so far progress is slow. But in 10 years - who knows?

yay for science!anyway for pets, I have a pappion dog. Its a little small barkey thing. He is around 9 years old right now and has arthiritis in his leg, yet he still jumps around like he did when he was a puppy. How I love him:smile:

[Taekwondodo]

I want a new dog but parents say no. Fair enough, I'm (probably) going to move out soon (if I ever actually get a job) but I still want one.

[Zanaril]

They could run away and hide much easier then than they did back before all this happened.
Assuming that Deirdre's under control.


Do you think he would be willing to tell her Right-Eye's story to show her what Xykon is capable of? He's barely been able to face it in his mind, he doesn't know that she knows, and he has every reason to believe that his daughter would turn against him for it, but there's hope that she would see Xykon for the monster he is...
I think he would if he thought it would help. And I think it would help.


How would that go down? I mean, she can't exactly tell her daughter that she wasn't allowed to see the guy who controlled all of them and demanded to see her. And she would have to understand that her lengthy absence in her daughter's life makes Tiasal less inclined to listen to her...
But look at how defiant V managed to remain towards Reddy when he was her jailer. V is going to be ruthlessly stubborn and argumentative with Tiasal, and she's not going to realize or care how dangerous that is to herself.




As for pets, I'm not really a cat person, although we did have a cat up until a year two ago. I prefer rats, although it's hearbreaking when they die early, which all of mine ended up doing. :smallfrown:

We also have three tortoises. Two of them are currently hibernating in the fridge; the other is awake unseasonably and keeps following us around the kitchen.

[Asta Kask]

And, to outnerd you all, I statted my cat in GURPS (another RPG).

[icastflare!]

And, to outnerd you all, I statted my cat in GURPS (another RPG).

oh noes I feel non nerdy now:smallfrown:

[Eztheria]

I'll just throw in a random idea I got while doing something completely different.
MitD and Andy know each other. They're friends. Andy has given the MitD something which lets him scry through it and perform spells in case of emergency. It was Andy that teleported V and Mr. Stiffy to Hinjo & Co. He doesn't want anyone to know, but now I have a picture in my mind of Andy and the MitD sitting at a table drinking tea. Where do you think the MitD learned to drink tea and behave civilized? Where do you think it learned to speak?
*gets shot and hastily buried in the courtyard*

[Water-Smurf]

How are you, by the way?

*flashes bottle of green liquid* *takes long draft* *sighs*


Assuming that Deirdre's under control.

Vaarsuvius, at least, would know that she was ill. Xykon knows people's limits, and if he had flat-out refused to let her see her daughter, he would have set her on fire again. To keep it to embers, he had to indulge her a little and give her time to speak with Tiasal, and he most likely had to do it to Redcloak too. They would realize that she needed help and they would get her to someone who could give it to her.


But look at how defiant V managed to remain towards Reddy when he was her jailer. V is going to be ruthlessly stubborn and argumentative with Tiasal, and she's not going to realize or care how dangerous that is to herself.

I can see her trying to manually keep Tiasal away from Xykon--maybe holding her tightly and demanding that Xykon stay the hell away. Wouldn't be just a little affecting to see one's mother standing up to an epic-level lich to keep him away from you?

[Zanaril]

*flashes bottle of green liquid* *takes long draft* *sighs*

*gives a supportive pat on the back*


They would realize that she needed help and they would get her to someone who could give it to her.
How did it get so bad in the Deirdre ending, what was different? Did it need both Reddy and V to help her?


I can see her trying to manually keep Tiasal away from Xykon--maybe holding her tightly and demanding that Xykon stay the hell away. Wouldn't be just a little affecting to see one's mother standing up to an epic-level lich to keep him away from you?
Either that or embarassing in a fussy parent sort of way. :smalltongue:

Actually, I'm not sure what Tiasal would think of V doing something so obviously affectionate yet undeniably illogical.


I'll just throw in a random idea I got while doing something completely different.
...

...Wait, are you suggesting Aandy/MITD? If so, you get the prize for the most completely unfounded yet endearing pairing.

[licoot]

Mr. Scruffy with eye of fear and flame
http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab238/licoot/eyeoffearandflame.png?t=1265665043

[Asta Kask]

*flashes bottle of green liquid* *takes long draft* *sighs*

*walks over to Water-Smurf and looks her in the eyes*

We'll be here for you. If you cry, we'll comfort you. If you stumble, we'll steady you. If you fall, we'll help you get up.

*hugs Water-Smurf*

[Water-Smurf]

*gives a supportive pat on the back*

*swishes liquid* Well, at least I'll be home soon. We have family weekend coming up.


How did it get so bad in the Deirdre ending, what was different? Did it need both Reddy and V to help her?

Redcloak didn't know that she was ill. He thought that Xykon had brainwashed her and the stress was getting to be too much for someone so young, but he only witnessed one of her psychotic episodes. Xykon coached her to hide it from him, and he did a lot himself to keep Redcloak from finding out and giving her meds that would make her stable enough to leave Xykon.


Either that or embarassing in a fussy parent sort of way. :smalltongue:

Actually, I'm not sure what Tiasal would think of V doing something so obviously affectionate yet undeniably illogical.

Probably something along the lines of giving a 'WTF?' face. And maybe asking Xykon to not hurt Vaarsuvius. She has a very strong sense of debt--if Vaarsuvius is trying to protect her, then she owes Vaarsuvius at least a small amount of protection.


*walks over to Water-Smurf and looks her in the eyes*

We'll be here for you. If you cry, we'll comfort you. If you stumble, we'll steady you. If you fall, we'll help you get up.

*hugs Water-Smurf*

... *wibbles*

*crawls over* *curls up against Asta Kask* Don't mind the extra suspiciously human cat you just got...

[Zanaril]

Xykon coached her to hide it from him, and he did a lot himself to keep Redcloak from finding out and giving her meds that would make her stable enough to leave Xykon.
...There's an eerie parallel there with how the master drugs the troublesome kids to keep them reliant on him.


And maybe asking Xykon to not hurt Vaarsuvius. She has a very strong sense of debt--if Vaarsuvius is trying to protect her, then she owes Vaarsuvius at least a small amount of protection.
Which I imagine Xykon would find amusing.

But it would really underline how powerless V was, even compared to Tiasal.



*crawls over* *curls up against Asta Kask* Don't mind the extra suspiciously human cat you just got...
*tentatively joins in hug*

[Lix Lorn]

(Cleric Powers, ACTIVATE!)
Cause Glee!

[Zanaril]

(Cleric Powers, ACTIVATE!)
Cause Glee!

You may be able to use magic to solve almost anything, but that doesn't mean you should (http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0127.html)

Also, why do I suddenly feel like singing? *glee!*

[Lix Lorn]

XDDD

MASS Cause Glee!

[Eztheria]

...Wait, are you suggesting Aandy/MITD? If so, you get the prize for the most completely unfounded yet endearing pairing.
Thank you.

Oh, and I think I know where Vs wedding ring is. It hit me after I saw that awesome banner by half-halfling on page 5. You know that that headband of V can change size to Vs will, yes? And that its golden, yes? Since we have never seen V wearing a wedding ring in the official comic but s/he values this headband a lot as it seems (presumably went back to that island to pick it up after that splices story), I think it IS Vs wedding band. I leave everything else open to your minds.


Oh, and I offer free hugs whenever you need them. I also offer a free ear to those that just need to talk about things sometimes. I have a knack of keeping secrets for years without anyone guessing I know them. Advice is optional, but I wouldn't be so sure if it actually helps...

[Water-Smurf]

...There's an eerie parallel there with how the master drugs the troublesome kids to keep them reliant on him.

Only Xykon did something worse--he made Redcloak ignorant of the fact that his daughter was a psychological mess. He allowed permanent damage to her psyche take place just so he could keep control of her.


Which I imagine Xykon would find amusing.

But it would really underline how powerless V was, even compared to Tiasal.

At least it would save Vaarsuvius from the consequences of her 'I'M A MOTHER BEAR RAWR!' moment. But after Redcloak talked some sense into her, how would they be able to drag Tia off?


*tentatively joins in hug*

*curls up against Zanaril too* I feel the love, and it feels warm.

[Lix Lorn]

I even made up a Hug based miracle.

FEEVEE'S HUG OF WARMING FRIENDLINESS

[icastflare!]

I even made up a Hug based miracle.

FEEVEE'S HUG OF WARMING FRIENDLINESS

OOOOH NOOO!!! made my will save. still not happy

[Eztheria]

OOOOH NOOO!!! made my will save. still not happy

*glomps and drags into group hug* You cannot escaaaaaaapeeeee....

[Lix Lorn]

(Casts Greater Version)
FEEVEE'S GLOMP OF WARMING AFFECTION

[icastflare!]

*glomps and drags into group hug* You cannot escaaaaaaapeeeee....

ok now im filled with glee. and im suffocating. also noticed something before. if you notice beneath your name it has a thing like " Pixie in the playground" " dwarf in the playground" etc and mine changed. any idea what it means or how it happened?

[Eztheria]

Yeah, you hit a new stage in your post count. I'll probably never go beyond Pixie.
Oh, sorry. *holds not-so-tight*

Now... *points to top post on page 9. Comments? Plz? *puppy eyes*

[Lix Lorn]

That was a different spell. XD

I think it's number of posts.
Huh, i'm a dwarf already. XD

[icastflare!]

any comments about the latest edition of Rogue love?