Come At Me Scrublord

I'm ripped

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Gives Vyrn some headpats

You cannot appease me.  Save with apples, no bribe will spare you from the coming onslaught.  My power grows by the second, and I...

...A little to the left, please.

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My Takeover is complete.  I cannot be stopped.

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Ooops~!

I guess I missed April Fools Day!  And a lot, but, well, have we expected anything less from me?  I hope you all had a nice, stress free day, that was full of a lot of laughs-

Hm?  Someone’s at my door, hold on-

<CRASH>

JEGUS FU-

-WHAM-

ACK!

-BIFF!-

MERCY!

-SOCK!-

-THUD-

...Hehe.  You thought you were safe from me here?  Thought you could just run away to a deeper shade of blue?  You can’t.  Nobody can.  Nobody can hide from me.  Nobody can run from me.  It doesn’t matter where you are- I’ll find you.

And now?

Now I’m here, baby.  And I’m the king.  And I’m coming for your muses.

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Capture.  Benefit?

“We’re wasting precious time.”

“She’s only been here for two hours.”

“And we’re wasting time.  She could possess valuable intelligence that could help us end this war before it has a chance to begin.”

“She’s a prisoner of war, Saizo.”

“A war that will end in our extermination if we don’t get our hands dirty.”

“An excellent sentiment.  One I’m sure King Garon would love to give you a medal for!”

“...”

“...Ugh, look.  Give me a chance.  At least let me take a crack at her before you do.”

“Hmph.  Fine.”

“...Arsehole.”

Kagero let the Nohrian swear slip past her lips as she concluded her hurried conversation with her colleague in her native language (just in case their ‘guest’ was listening), turning back around the the sealed chamber that held Hoshido’s first prisoner of war in quite some time.  A young maiden caught near the border, having had the misfortune to wander into an ambush point.  She was brought back here- to a hidden location- to be interrogated for useful information, which is where the disagreements began.

Could she torture this young lady into a terrified husk and prize the secrets from her broken mind?  Absolutely.  But for Dawn’s sake, that shouldn’t be their first option!  Kagero was of a mind that a gentler touch might get them an ally- or better yet, a double agent.  Saizo, however, was stuck in his pride- and wanted to go for option one right from the get go.  Thank goodness she seemed to win that one.  Straightening out, she walked towards the door- opening it slowly- and heading in.  There was a simple table there- with the woman on one side, and herself, sitting down on the other.  Saying nothing- she sat down on her side- and let her deep brown eyes stare into hers.

Let’s see who talks first...

[dinkywinks]

the sexiest accessory is and always has been a little black cat that you carry around on your shoulder with whom you share a deep, inexplicable spiritual bond

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lambentlodestar‌:

Not in trouble. The words did little to assure her; her shoulders remained stiff and unmoving. Eruca entered as bidden, eyes scanning about the rather lush room. Camilla had taken every liberty to make her chambers as comfortable as possible, with of course an axe or two on the walls, something that put a chill down Eruca’s spine. It was… quite a matter of dissonance.

Not in trouble, she reiterated. Eruca forced herself to take a breath and relax– Camilla likely didn’t mean anything hostile to her. The past week had been… awful. To say the least.

“Tea, since you offer. Peppermint preferred.” Something to keep sharp her senses and wake the mind after long hours of work to ensure the safety and betterment of Nohr. What she wouldn’t give for a few days to simply stew a potion or two instead of fight, fight, fight… After all this, she worried she might slip in battle and earn an embarrassing demise.

Peppermint tea.  Not what she would have guessed for the woman, but at least she had a tin of it.  The air was soon filled with the sound of a whistling kettle and the sharp smell of mint in the air, as the steaming liquid filled the cup in front of Eruca.

“I do hope it’s to your satisfaction.”  Camilla purred as she poured her own cup.  “I tend to brew it a bit strongly to match my tastes.”  She hummed- taking a ginger sip as the flavor seemed to permeate her being- sharpening every sense as the chill and heat of mint overtook her.  “It’s not everyone’s cup of tea.”

She elected not to laugh at her own joke.

“Much better, wouldn’t you agree?  A good cup of tea serves to soothe an aching soul...”

[valorandgold-archived]

“You know, I have been wanting an alternate costume for a while now, but I have to be honest…”

“…I’m kinda glad I haven’t gotten a spring alt. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if the costumes actually looked like taguel when they’re not in beast form or something but the way they are now is a bit ridiculous, especially considering the female costumes tend to be…revealing…”

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“Join us, Morgan.”

[moeblob]

(sighs) Sure wish I had a Charlotte……..

[lambentlodestar]

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Curious. Even after careful examination, this letter Eruca received appeared to be genuine. In this castle, one had to be certain of the genuine article; Eruca had witnessed– and aided to foil– assassination plots before. Still, it was what it was: a summons to Lady Camilla’s chambers, with a lack of specification as to why. Eruca’s shoulders naturally tensed as she anticipated some manner of scolding for some overlooked detail in her work. Or perhaps she was wrong, and this was for something else. Gods knew what.

At any rate, it wouldn’t do to be late. The summons stated a specific time, and Krakenburg was a large castle to move through without a wyvern or falicorn. Eruca locked the door to her chambers and, with liberal use of her class’s power of levitation, traveled the way to where Lady Camilla wished her to be… at the princess’s own chambers.

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Camilla had, of course- been paying attention to the time, and opened the door just as Eruca ended up in front of it.  Softly smiling at the young lady, she carefully stepped aside to admit her in- gesturing indoors.

“Ah, Eruca.  Glad to see you at last- come in, come in.  And relax- you aren’t in trouble.”

She had decided on that greeting to reduce her own anxieties- after all, a royal summons didn’t always mean something good in this castle, though that was a stigma her and her siblings were trying to reverse.  No, Camilla just wanted to talk.

“Have a seat, darling, you must be tired after walking through the castle.  Do you need anything to drink?  Tea?  Water?”

[her0icmismatched]

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“…Huh.  Why didn’t I think of that earlier?”

“I-I mean… the… the you from the future had all kinds of ancient texts, she even had one that could control aging, it was how she kept herself young.”

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“Soooo...I should just say I’m forty and using magic to stay young?  For some reason, though...I feel like that would create more problems than it solves...”

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“Do any of you have any idea how confusing it is for people to have a daughter that’s your age because of time stuff?  People keep confusing us for sisters.  I mean, not that I mind, but…how do you tell someone you have an 18 year old daughter at 23?”

[her0icmismatched]

“U-um… witchcraft?”

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“...Huh.  Why didn’t I think of that earlier?”

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Honestly, I look at Summer Noire, specifically her attacking picture, and I think "spines don't work that way". It would look alright if she was a centaur, but since she's human it just looks... weird. ....Grima would still frickle-frack her, though. :P

“Phallic necrosis, coming riiiight up!”

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Heroes Conundrum

“Guuuuh, how much longer am I going to be in this damn dress!?”

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“Do any of you have any idea how confusing it is for people to have a daughter that’s your age because of time stuff?  People keep confusing us for sisters.  I mean, not that I mind, but...how do you tell someone you have an 18 year old daughter at 23?”

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her0icmismatched replied to your post: Occasionally I’m reminded of Summer Noire in…

(Noire)“M-maybe they’ll let me wear a less revealing swimsuit this time?”

“I certainly hope so.  Maybe a tasteful one piece.  Or a rashguard.  Rashguards are nice.”

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“...Then again, it’s a bit rich of me to talk about revealing clothing, isn’t it.”

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her0icmismatched replied to your post: Occasionally I’m reminded of Summer Noire in...

(Noire)“M-maybe they’ll let me wear a less revealing swimsuit this time?”

“I certainly hope so.  Maybe a tasteful one piece.  Or a rashguard.  Rashguards are nice.”

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Occasionally I’m reminded of Summer Noire in heroes and I just-

“Anyone who looks at my daughter with lust in their eyes will find themselves with a sudden and tragically irreversible case of phallic necrosis.  You have been warned.”

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“Wait, does Noire like girls too?  Er...what’s a good threat there.  Uh...Oh.  I’ll...make your internal thoughts external.”