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((Okay, I'm home now, and I will now go more into detail about what I wrote in my previous post now here under the read-more.))
((So, yeah, my cat's gone, and there's nothing I can do in order to get her back. It sucks, and I still feel awful about it, but that's unfortunately how it is for me now. I was just on my way back home from work when my uncle suddenly called me out of the blue, telling me he and my youngest cousin would come over, which was a bit strange, especially in the middle of the week. So, of course, I asked him why they would do that and if something had happened. And that's when he dropped the bomb: they were coming over because the Hag (which I will now call the former family friend because that's what she is to me now) wanted the cat back and would come over to pick her up. Now I didn't know this until I called me sister to talk to her about this the next day (I wanted to know if our uncle had told her the news), but the Hag took the cat back to hurt my uncle through me because she knew how much he cares about me. And all of this because he got promoted instead of her at the job they both work at, which is driving trucks. Now my uncle refuses to help her with things he used to do unless it's something he absolutely has to, and his boss understood him (thankfully enough).
Now you may ask: but how could she do this if the cat was given to you? Can't you just take her back? And the answer to that is, well, because the crazy lady still had all her papers, which technically made her my cat's owner. My uncle and aunt had tried to ask for them ever since it became clear that I loved the cat and wanted to keep after getting her setlled in. But for some reason, and I still don't know why to this very day, the Hag never responded to any of their messages or calls asking her about the papers. Now I know they probably should have gone harder on her about this, but they trusted this woman, had known her for a long time, and never thought she would do something this disgusting. Everyone was shocked by what she did and, as any normal person would, quickly got angry at her for not only hurting me, but also my poor cat. She had been with me for well over six months and then was just... taken away from her home.
I'll never get her back. The Hag has her now and it worries me not knowing what she's doing to the cat now. I mean, the reason I got her in the first place was because her former owner, the hag's mother, was getting old. She couldn't take care of her anymore. So, although I would love nothing more than to get her back, it's just not possible. My aunt have helped me go looking for a new cat and they will officially move in on saturday. Got all the papers for this one so they are 100% mine now, history won't repeat itself. I''ll also make sure to wait for at least a week before I post anything about them here.))
((Hi guys, I'm still here. Just... been busy with stuff, and not feeling too hot after something happened, like, two weeks ago. It's about my cat and the family friend - or rather the EX-family friend. She decided to go take my cat back after my uncle was promoted at work instead of her, WHICH I didn't find out about until I called my sister. Apparently it was her sick and twisted way at getting back at him for what happened. I need to go now so if you want to know more about this then I'll tell you guys about it later.))
((Welp, that plan went to absolute heck! Got stuck playing Pokopia as soon as I finally got my hands on it last week. Thought I would just play it for a few gours, but nope. Lasted days. It reminds me a lot of Animal Crossing, but with Pokemon and a lot more fun to play.))
He had it all planned out. And now, to enact his master plan... Nefarious was currently sneaking into the area he'd come to know Vendra and Neftin often frequented, and carefully hid a stereo system in a very strategic location. A very powerful stereo system. One that was rigged to blast Courtney Gears music right into the ears of whoever sat down nearby. "Since Vendra loves music so much, she's sure to love this..." he cackled to himself as he finished setting up the trap, and then hid nearby to watch the chaos unfold. This is what happens when you make edits of his Galactic Idol audition!
Ah, the junkyard. Truly a place of wonder. Sure, it smelled worse than Agorian sweat and a swamp combined, and would make any other normal person turn their back on it because of how absolutely gross it was. Not a place anyone would look upon fondly. The twins, however, were different. They knew what kind of treasures could be found hidden within it. All the stuff people threw away without really thinking of how valuable it was, even if it wasn't brand new or in top condition.
And today, well, Vendra had taken it upon herself to go there after noticing they were running low on supplies - again. Her brother, Neftin, couldn't come with her since he had to meet up with their parole officer in the city. Something about updating them of their current situation or whatever.
But it was how things were now and, well, there wasn't much she could do about it. The small Nether had to do this or else she wouldn't be able to continue her work. But, Orvus was it hard! She wasn't built for heavy lifting. Sure, having Riot did make things somewhat easier for her; the critter was full of energy, he could run around for hours before he started feeling exhausted, and had been trained to go and look for useful items in the junkyard.
But Vendra, well, she wasn't that lucky. Her powers had a limit and, as expected, once they were no longer of use she had to use her very own (and thankfully gloved) hands. And, yeah, it didn't take long before she started feeling exhausted from that. There was so much junk to move!
"Okay. I definitely need to sit down for a moment. Orvus, I wish I didn't have to do this without Nef today." Now, normally, she would be more on guard because of past experiences. But today? Not happening. She would just march herself over to an old chair she had noticed after Riot came by with some items he had found. A chair that, unfortunately for the small Nether, was placed RIGHT BY THE TRAP.
Needless to say, she realized the mistake she had made the moment her butt hit the chair. Music came blasting out of nowhere and suddenly she didn't find herself being as tired as she she used to. Why, Vendra pretty much flew out of her chair and tried her best to cover her sensitive ears with her hands the moment the music started.
"Oh, that son of a - YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, MARK MY WORDS!!! I KNOW IT WAS YOU, NEFARIOUS! AND I WILL MAKE SURE YOU PAY FOR IT!" Oh, he had surely done it now. Vendra wasn't a big fan of Courtney Gears' music, so this was pretty much torture for her. And it didn't help that she didn't know where the music was coming from! "ALSO, YOUR TASTE IN MUSIC SUCKS!"
And with that, her day had been cut short. She had no choice but to leave her junkyard in a hurry with Riot following closely behind her. But, oh, was she already planning on revenge. Nefarious had not seen the last of her or her pranks. And she might already have an idea of what to do...
SEVEN DEADLY SINS : CHARACTERISTICS. BOLD whatever applies | ITALICS what sometimes applies | STRIKETHROUGH what doesn't apply tag people. REPOST ; don’t reblog!
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LUST desire for connection, pursuit of pleasure, emotional intelligence, obsessive, lovesick, one-night stand, seductive encounter, flirtatious conversation, erotic party, seductive attire, revealing clothing, passionate gaze, provocative makeup, sensual expressions, suggestive gestures, flirtatious smiles, lingerie, love letters, perfumes, provocative behavior, love poems, erotic art
GLUTTONY indulgence in experiences, savoring moments, hospitality, generosity, hedonism, culinary expertise, wine tasting, excessive snacking, overloaded plates, excessive portions, bloated stomachs, messy eating, greasy fingers, full tables, indulgent spreads, overflowing cups, satisfied expressions, wine bottles, can't get enough, fast food wrapper
ENVY motivation, competitive spirit, strategic planning, observational skills, bitter, rivalry contest, envious gossip, resentment-filled argument, social media jealousy, furrowed brows, clenched jaws, side-eye looks, pursed lips, tense posture, whispering behind backs, crossed arms, gossip magazines, keeping up with the Joneses, the grass is always greener, feeling inadequate
GREED resourcefulness, entrepreneurial spirit, negotiation, materialistic, aggressive investment, lavish spending spree, resource hoarding, get-rich-quick scheme, auction bidding war, property acquisition, piles of money, overflowing wallets, luxury items, locked safes, penny-pinching, rare collectibles, selfishness, unwillingness to share
SLOTH calmness, stress management, nonchalance, relaxation techniques, lethargic, apathetic, inactive, lazy weekend, binge-watching marathon, neglected chores, skipped workout, long nap, lounging on the couch, missed deadline, unkempt appearance, messy hair, pajamas, blankets, slippers, procrastination station, self-care routines
PRIDE confidence, self-assurance, self-respect, dignity, public speaking, self-promotion, arrogant, conceited, egotistical, self-important, vain, boastful speech, puffed chest, raised chin, smug smiles, spotlight, tooting your own horn, showing off, refusing to admit mistakes, feeling entitled, personal branding, leadership development
WRATH assertiveness, decisiveness, strength, intensity, boundary setting, courage, indignant, heated argument, road rage incident, physical altercation, angry outburst, clenched fists, glaring eyes, tense muscles, raised voices, reddened faces, aggressive gestures, stormy demeanor, intense frowns, destructive actions, broken objects, punching bag, out for blood, fists, simmering anger
((ALRIGHT! So, good news: I'm going to be taking some time off work this week. Had some working hours I needed to take out and, welp, I decided to use them for this week. Of course, I will be working the weekend, but that's only two days. I'm going to try and be on here tomorrow, buuuut we'll see how that goes. Might end up playing some games I've been meaning to get to.))
Vendra had more than enough sense to cover her mouth again - this time using both her hands - when she felt another one of those awful noises trying to escape her throat for a second time. She didn't want to make them, but Sergio- damn it! What he did made whatever was going on with her so much worse than it already was.
Though she did let a small "eep!" escape her when Sergio suddenly lifted her up from the couch. The hands that had previously been used to cover her mouth were immediately removed so she could place them on the tabby's shoulders instead, sharp nails nearly digging into them as she stared back at him wide eyed. "You... do what now? Sergio, I don't- what are you talking about?" Things just kept getting stranger and stranger for her. What could the tabby smell that she couldn't?
"I mean...look at ya self. You don't normally wake up nude, do ya?" he said with a chuckle. "You really don't rememba what happened?"
As far as he gathered, it was both their first time. His ears flattened as he considered the possibility that she didn't remember anything about what he treasured as the best night of his life.
"Not normally, no." Vendra responded with humorless chuckle before she craned her neck back to look at the ceiling. "I usually remember taking my clothes off but... not this time. I can't remember a single thing after that kiss. One moment I was there then, poof, I wasn't. Something obviously happened but I can't remember what that something is."
All she knew was that it had left her feeling even more tired than usual and sore. It would surely take more than just one cup of coffee to get her back in action after this. "By the way, you wouldn't happen to know where my clothes ended up? I would like to get myself dressed before my brother wakes up."
Vendra had more than enough sense to cover her mouth again - this time using both her hands - when she felt another one of those awful noises trying to escape her throat for a second time. She didn't want to make them, but Sergio- damn it! What he did made whatever was going on with her so much worse than it already was.
Though she did let a small "eep!" escape her when Sergio suddenly lifted her up from the couch. The hands that had previously been used to cover her mouth were immediately removed so she could place them on the tabby's shoulders instead, sharp nails nearly digging into them as she stared back at him wide eyed. "You... do what now? Sergio, I don't- what are you talking about?" Things just kept getting stranger and stranger for her. What could the tabby smell that she couldn't?
He chuckled, kissing her on the lips. "It's jest me and you in the house right now. All's I'm sayin' is...it ain't too often we get evenin's like this~"
She was too adorable like this. Her reaction alone was worth the boldness. There was mischief in those purple eyes, and he knew that mischief never would have seemed so inviting for Vendra...
That... did not answer her question. It just left her feeling even more confused than before. Vendra still had no idea what was going on with her. Honestly, at this point, she should have just gotten up, sat down next to Sergio, and asked him what he knew. Explained things to her before anything happened.
There was just one problem: her body refused to move! Well, at least the way she wanted it to. One moment she just sat there, staring right back into the tabby's eyes, before leaning in to kiss him and... sorta blacking out? Like, she was there one moment, then suddenly wasn't. Her body was moving all on its own. Driven by an urge to do something she wouldn't find out about until much later.
. . .
Sergio had fallen asleep later than usual, but it didn't stop him from waking up as early as he usually did. Vendra liked to sleep in as much as possible normally, and he suspected that morning certainly would be no exception. He wouldn't disturb her, but he did beam at her and kiss her cheek while she slept.
He was about to head out the door when he realized that Neftin likely made it home. He quickly threw some clothes on before heading to the kitchen. Riot would hear his food bowl getting filled before Sergio turned the stove on.
Tired. She was so, so damn tired. Heck, it felt like the small Nether had ran a marathon, but without actually running. And she also felt... sore, but somehow comfortable at the same time? What the hell? Just what happened after that weird blackout? What had in the world she done? Orvus, what a mess.
"Damn it..." Vendra hissed out quietly while she slowly began to pull herself up from... her bed? The hell? How did she end up there? And why wasn't she wearing any clothes?! Ugh! Whatever, questions for later. She could hear someone pouring food into Riot's bowl and move around in the kitchen, but it wasn't her brother. No, if it was him then she would have heard it. The device that kept his heart going made noises and his footsteps were heavy. This was someone else. Someone that could only be...
"Sergio? How... did I end up here?" She was sitting up now, one hand holding the blanket up to cover her chest, and had her back facing the kitchen. It had been a struggle to get to where she was now, so she didn't bother to try and turn around. "I remember leaning in for a kiss and then... everything just went black for me."
((Welp, so much for trying to be on here yesterday. But, hey, I'm here now! Didn't have much energy left in me after I got home from work yesterday, so I just relaxed and watched some tv together with my cat. I tried to get to what I remember owning replies to now, so hurray for that. Buuuut if I happen to have forgotten some then PLEASE tell me. It's been a long time since I was last here, so I might have forgotten some threads.))
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My name is Sprig Speevak. Right now, I'm soaring through the galaxy on some intergalactic training - pretty cool, huh?
Having donned his special suit; The Nebula, Sprig was rocketing past asteroids, debris and satellites all in attempt to hone his maneuvering.
Yep, I'm toooootally nailing this hero th-
Suddenly, in his humble bragging to himself, Sprig ignored a mini-asteroid. He bumped into the space rock and immediately began tumbling off course.
" - IIIIIING!! "
The hero-in-training frantically flailed about as he spun around the cosmos like a spinning top. Eventually, Sprig got his bearings. The lad shook his head a few times to shake off the dizziness.
" Okaaaay, that wasn't my best performance... " He looked around. " Where... Am I? This doesn't seem like any solar system I've seen... " He paused. " Okay, how crazy has my life gotten to the point where THAT is a normal sentence? "
Suddenly, his suit started beeping.
" Oh great, low on fuel... " The teen looked down and spotted a strange looking planet. " Dunno what planet that is, but it'll have to do! Maybe someone down there can tell me where I am and where I can get some sources of fuel... "
The Nebula had juuust enough fuel left to get Sprig down to the planet's atmosphere safely. But before he could land, the suit's rocket pack deactivated.
" Oh great... GAAAAAAH!! " Sprig fell out of the sky like a rock, landing into a nearby garbage can with a BOOM.
" Nailed... it....!! "
Ugh, it never was fun waiting, especially in a place where people passed by every dang minute. She could just feel them staring at her before they went on to go Orvus who knows where in the city. If it wasn't for the fact that she had promised Neftin that she would wait for him by the store, then she would have just left by now.
"Just what could he possibly be up to now that's taking so long..." Vendra grumbled to herself after crossing her arms and lowering her small, pointy ears. Being on her holo-pad was an option but, what was even the point of taking that damn thing out when she didn't even know how far away her brother was? Probably wouldn't be able to do much on it before the giant appeared.
So, with not much else left to do. Vendra let her eyes wander up to the sky above. Watching ships and hover-vehicles of all sorts fly by while - wait. Was she seeing things or... was that a person in the sky?
"What... the hell...?" The small Nether's eyes widened in shock once she realized that, no, what she was seeing wasn't an illusion. There was, in fact, a person falling from the sky. And they were coming right to where she was! "CRAP!"
Vendra didn't have time to think up a plan. She, in a blind panic, just used her powers to create a protective energy bubble around herself before covering here eyes with her hands. She waited and waited until... something made a loud BOOM noise right behind her.
"Huh?" Confused, but also a tiny bit relieved, she lowered her hands and popped the bubbled. She could see that there were people around her who were poking out of their own hiding places, but none of them dared to come out just yet. That, along with the small Nether herself, had no idea what had just happened, so they didn't want to take their chances. Vendra appeared to be the only one brave enough to actually take the first step. She floated right over to the garbage can the person had landed in and, after hearing what sounded like them talking, cleared her throat and said, "Erm... hello? Are you, um, okay in there?"
‘do you have any proof of this wild accusation?’ ((Vendra XD @nether-twins))
" I don't NEED proof! Just LOOK at Nefarious, he TOTALLY loves his dumb sappy soap operas! Source: just trust me, girl. "
"Well..." Was it hard to believe? Not really. Her brief 'visits' to the doctor's not-so-secure space station had proven to her that he had his own fair share of secrets, and probably had a lot more hidden somewhere. It was just a matter of time before she found them all. "I wouldn't put it past him to like something like this. OR that he would be happy if, say, someone let the secret out on the holo-net."
Oh yeah, she was already planning to do something completely unsafe - again. Neftin would no doubt get another headache from this stunt of hers.
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"UHHHH NO!!!! I DON'T like being reminded of it actually! wHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CLUE!??!!? WAS IT MY constant, SEETHING RAGE, EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU BRING IT UP!!1!!??!?!"
"Huh, funny, I really thought you would. I mean, they are pretty much on the top ten of videos on the net right now. Not a single person will ever forget about them."
And here comes the face of some who does, indeed, enjoy watching the doctor suffer and exploding with rage every time she brought up the one thing he hated.
"Wait. THAT'S the reason you decided to stalk me out of everyone else in the city? Because of my outfit?"
Well, wasn't she just lucky then. Getting stalked by a monster because of her choice in clothes for the day was something she did not expect to happen. Maybe this random encounter could have been avoided if she had picked her mechanic outfit instead. It was pretty normal in comparison to what she wore now, nothing special at all.
"I wouldn't say it's entirely for show. I mean, it does serve a... purpose of sorts." And just to show what that purpose was, Vendra decided to use her powers to not only make the box in her arms float up into the air next to her, but to also levitate her up to where Spectra was. "A reminder of who I used to be, the things I used to do, and what I'm still capable of doing despite my weakened state."
"Uh, duh. Have you seen yourself? Normal people don't wear stuff like that."
How unfortunate though that it seems her intrigue was misplaced. Well, until the other started rambling on about reminders, a weakened state, and just casually making herself float in order to be face to face to the monstrous ghoul. Eyebrows go up in response.
"Ah hah! I called it. Nor do most of them fly. Heh heh." She couldn't help but grin ever so slightly. But now she was curious. The monster starts to hover around Vendra. "If you share a little bit more about yourself, I'll stop and won't follow anymore. Monster's word. That sound like a deal?"
Oh she sure had, and for quite some time too. But she doesn't bother bringing it up. All she did was to let out a soft sigh before using her powers to carefully place the boxes down on the ground beneath her.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you a bit about myself. So, yeah, sure. It's a deal." Especially if it meant that she would be left alone. The small Nether had places to go and stuff to do, and she didn't want to get stuck in one place for too long.
"Now, where to start... hmmm. Well, I guess I could start by telling you that I'm a Nether. And what exactly that is, well, quite the story. But to make things more simple: my kind can be found in a dimension called the Netherverse, not another planet, and they are made entirely out of energy. Or, well, that's how it's supposed to be. I just happen to look like this because my brother and I were dropped off in this dimension at a very young age. Normally my kind would need to wear a protective armor in order to survive in other dimensions, but I don't need to wear one because my body has adapted to this one."
