Forgotten Freedom:87
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While passing through Risia, Terra and Lisa hear a noise near one of the snowier slopes.
Noise: Wa-hoo! Powder's up, dude!
They see that same Illithid go by on a snowboard, wearing a puffy jacket, wool cap, and tinted goggles. It leaps into the air and does a complete 1080 triple front-flip. As it does the symbol of Thyrs is visible on a chain around its neck.
Nalfein are Volrath standing in front of the Floating castle that seems to keep pace with the other two ships. When P/Y/R Flies over.
P/Y/R: So are you just going to stand there or go in?
Volrath: Go in we were just trying to figure out why a Flying Castle has a moat…
Nalfein: I’m telling you there has to a be an evil vampire in there! All we have to is wait for his Son… Who because the vamp is stupid is name after his dad but spelled backwards; Then he fallow him in and loot it. And Evil Vampire don’t need reasons!
Volrath: Look I’m telling you Vampires can’t cross water! So he would be a prisoner in his own castle and his son would not be able to get in!
Nalfein: Well his son is only a half Vampire…
Volrath: oh well you should have said that.
P/Y/R: Ok when you guys are done decide witch of you is the Belmont and Van Helsing you can fallow me in.
Volrath: I’m Belmont your Helsing …
Nalfein: Fine.
All enter.
Terrek: Alright, I’ll join your little “god club.” Just know that I still hold some reservations about it. Contact me later, right now though I have important things to attend to.
Terrek fades into the shadows and returns to his own plane.
Volrath: On second thought I don't want to be Belmont.
Nalfien: Why not?
Volrath: Think about it. All of the Belmonts are either scantily clad women or men wielding whips and wearing leather skirts.
Nalfien: Oh.
Satnak - This is Fluffy, he's my cat.
Fluffy - Meow (who is this, mommy?)
Serene - I thought you said scaly mammals were creepy.
Satnak - I did, they are, he is. You don't chose your cat, it choses you. Fluffy this is Serene, I'm showing her around so no messing with her. I know full well who set fire to jarlots wardrobe last week.
Serene - Hello, Fluffy.
As Serene extends her hand to scrath his ears Fluffy takes a swipe at her and draws blood.
Fluffy - Merow (stay away from my mommy you *****)
Satnak - NO BAD FLUFFY, (holding the cat away from Serene) Are you okay? BAD FLUFFY, Do you need to go to the infirmary?, BAD KITTY NO FISH TONIGHT, NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM GET.
Serene - No, I'll be fine. *cure*
Satnak - Maybe thats enough for today.
Serene - Yes, perhaps, I'm a little tired.
Outside Terrek's door.
Satnak - Terrek, open up *bangbang* don't make me tear this door down.
Terrek - What the-? Back already?
Satnak - Only so much of this ship a newbie can handle in one day.
Terrek - Yes, you have a point, your room is the first on the left Serene.
Serene enters.
As soon as her door shuts.
Satnak - YOU-
Satnak - IMBECILE.
and swings him out into the hallway.
Satnak - What kind of parent are you? why would you bring someone so sweet, nice, and pret...why would you bring her here? Take her home, she can't stay here.
Terrek - Why not?
Satnak - I... We... She isn't safe here, she isn't mean enough, or strong enough.
Terreck - What If I contracted you as a boygaurd.
Satnak - I... I've already failed. I already, put her in danger.
Satnak drops Terrek and stalks down the halls.
Terrek - Oh crap I didn't sound proof Serene's door.
Serene - She hates me she wants me gone :weep: .
Terrek - Far from it, she is concerned for you. As am I, she said something about you being danger.
Serene - Her cat scratched me.
Terrek - That is troubling, normally that creature prefers its breath weapon powers to any mundane combat. Its unusual for it to lash out with deadly force right off the bat, unless its hunting.
Serene - Deadly it was just a cat scratch.
Terrek - Fluffy is half-green dragon, I've seen him take arms off. If he just scratched you it was a warning.
Serene - Why-?
Terrek - Fluffy thinks of Satnak as his surrogate mother, she's taken care of the little monster since it was a kitten. A child is always threatened by the possibility of a parent's new mate. Let Satnak take care of Fluffy, and cool off.
Allen stands before a group of reshirts.
Allen: Pun-Pun has been sensed in the area. Now I must once again don the mantle of omnificer to protect this campaign setting from the power of Pun-Pun. Some of you will get hurt or even killed, but know that it will be a just cause that you are dying for. Together we will defeat Pun-Pun!
Redshirt: And are you expecting us to help you with this?
Allen: Of course! Together we shall bring an down the abomination!
Redshirt: Uh, that's nice but no.
Allen: :confused:
Redshirt: Look, it's like this. Pun-Pun say's we're all supposed to worship him like a god... (an ominous rumbling is heard in the distance) ...like the god that he is, which is more or less the treatment we get from most of the crew anyways. However in his benificence he also promises to protect us, every now and then, if he feels like it, which is still more than we get from the crew normally. In other words screw off.
P/Y/R: Hell-o Is there any one in here?
Volrath: Shhh, some one might hear you!
Nalfein: Yeah most likely it be the First Boss… Some Giant Bone Bag, that chucks bits of its self at us.
Volrath: Or a Giant Flying suit of armor and throws swords at us.
P/Y/R: What In the Nine Hells are you guys talking about.
Layla: I don’t think we have any fly armors but I could have Orcus get a giant skeleton for you if you want.
P/Y/R: Don’t mind them, I’m P/y/R, this is My Boyfriend Volrath… and that guy who he hangs out with… I think he is a wizard or something, he has a doggie for an pet.
Nalfein: I’m Nalfein! For the Love of all things magical why can’t you remember my name!
Volrath: Who are you and why do you look like Lisa?
Layla: I’m Layla and it’s because she is my sister. HE sent me to Dreadhold when I was five… And I was there till My mistress Beryl took me in to her service.
P/Y/R: Oh you know my Mommy? is she here?
Volrath: another sister?
Nalfein: … I can bend time and cast great and terrible spells but I can’t make her Remember my name!
Layla: Yeah She is in her throne room, I’ll give you guys the tour.
Cool Cthulhu: Are we going to be inviting Pun-Pun?
Bunny: Unless he can show proof of being a god, no go.
Word Being: And power is no proof. Neither Bunny nor myself are more powerful than many of the übers here, but they are not gods.
Cool Cthulhu: So what is this proof?
Bunny: Either they are able to mess wtih a fundamental function of the universe and have to to maintain its function, or they need to be recommended by an Entity from Beyond Non-existance.
Cool Cthulhu: So I got in on just a recommendation? :weep:
Bunny: Don't look at me that way! :mad: You don't do anything around here except hang out with your hippy friends and occasionally attract the interest of passing animé girls. If we let you in for that we'd have to let Jarlot in for being a booze-drinking epic-lucky bastard.
Sa'vor stalked through the shadows of the lowerdecks. things where beggining to get complicated, now the redshirts had a vertible god protecting them. this Pun-Pun entity was powerful, and would probably protect them just to show the ubers its power. of course Sa'vor had other problems for the time being. he had followed the red-shirt with a shielded mind for some time, through the deeper lower decks and the accursed halls belonging to the darker creatures. the redshirt walked through these areas as if strolling through a field, these areas in wich even Sa'vor was on gaurd. no one knew what lurked in the Accursed halls, often this is where failed experiments where sent, the only people Sa'vor knew who braved these depths without hesitation where Tara, Naz'roth and Satnak. this redshirt was either very stupid or powerful beyond even Sa'vors limits.
The Redshirt raised a hand, a black suit of armour like Sa'vors appeared on his body. the gems within the armour where exactly the same. Sa'vor blanched now, he had walked strait into a trap. the redshirt turned to face him, in his hands was a long curved Scythe like mind blade of black energy. Redshirt: I am Vortis, serveant of an entity known as the The Dreamweaver. i have come to demand your surrender.
Sa'vor: *manifesting his own Scythe* and if i refuse?
Vortis: that would be unfourtunate. since you would surely die.
Sa'vor: Lets test that shall we?
Vortis charged his Scythe sweeping down in a deadly arc. Sa'vor parried, sending a sparks of black energy into the shadows. Sa'vor Danced back, and switched his mind blade into the dual Kamas. Sa'vor walked up the walls as vortis moved brought a ferocious set of attacks towards Sa'vor, Sa'vor moved with unearthly grace. dodjing blow after blow. a particularly wild swipe caused Vortis to overbalance slightly. Sa'vor darted forwards slashing at vortis's chest and legs, Vortis attemted a counter attack but Sa'vor evaded and moved back into the defensive once again. Vortis brought his Scythe down hard Savor dodged but not fast enough, crimson blood flowed from a nasty wound in Sa'vors shoulder. Sa'vor was hit by another blow before he had time to recover, this knocked him Sprawled onto the floor. Vortis stood over Sa'vor a evil grin upon his face. he brought the Scythe down in a deadly arc.
Time slowed down around Sa'vor as he reached within himself to his power, all the hate, anger and fear of his childhood flowed into him as he drew on his eldritch power. Sa'vor unleashed a lance of dark energy into his foe, the blast knocked Vortis of his feet and through a wall. Sa'vor rose, Eldritch power sparking through his fingers. Sa'vor unleashed a ball of black flames into his prone foe, followed by a stream of lightning. Sa'vor unleashed wave after wave of arcane energy into his foe, the crackeling power coursing through him. Sa'vor unleashed a blast of mental energy on the still prone Vortis. Sa'vors attack ceased and he put on a defensive stance once more, Vortis rose, his black armour red hot in place's. Vortis flexed the sickening sound of bones snapping back into place pierced the air, Vortis made an arcane symbol with his hands and sent forth a bolt of lightning. it smashed into Sa'vor, who merely winced. Vortis motioned to prepare another one, Sa'vor struck with a searing lance of light that pierced Vortis's chest. Sa'vor saw his foe drop into a crumpled heap. Sa'vor reached into his mind and unleashed a wave of crystaline shards and energy bolts into the body. then he picked up the fiening Vortis with his telekentic powers, he slambed Vortis into the walls repeatedly until his mangled form dropped to the floor. dead.
Sa'vor walked over to the corpse. perhaps it would still serve a use. Sa'vor unleashed a wave of healing energy into it, Vortis coughed and spluttered. Sa'vor palced a hand on Vortis's head and drew Vortis's Soul into him. then Sa'vor prepared one of his darker spells, he became ethereal and possessed Vortis's empty husk. now he flexed Vortis's arms, these would suit him for now. he quickly took control of the redshirts body. then he unsummoned the armour, Sa'vor then drew on Vortis's knowledge and found many intresting things there. as well as some very dark magics. Sa'vor raised a hand and created a duplicate of his own form, this was more than a simple illusion. it was a fully formed and emty clone. Sa'vor launched a lightning bolt at the clone, killing the body with more and more blasts of magic Sa'vor smiled. his own fake death was finished, now he could infiltrate the Kobolds cult. as well as the ranks of the Redshirts.
Sa'vor—having assumed Vortis's form—is surprised to see Mendova and NJ26 walking down one of the other halls. He hides so they do not see him.
NJ26: You mean you live here?
Mendova: I'm not a crew member. Had to take what I could get. Oh, hello Cool Cthulhu.
Cool Cthulhu: Hello Mendova.
Mendova: Off to your God Club meeting?
Cool Cthulhu: As soon as we figure out a place to hold it. Oh, the quori are holding tonight's film in the Terrible Hungry Beast's room.
Mendova: Same film? Jarlot Begins?
Cool Cthulhu: In 3-D no less.
On a sign outside Erk's Place: "Tonight we have our second 'Really Stupid Song' contest. Can anyone defeat our champion Genghis Khan and his 'I'm Too Sexy (For My Yurt)'?"
The group enters the castle and they see that it is heavily guarded by Pseudonatural Trolls, Mithril Golems, Adamantine Golems, Infernals, two Worms that Walk, and a few Titan Elders walking around the halls.
Volrath: Does it seem like your Entity just found a list of Epic level monsters and went nuts without regard for their habitat or ecology?
Nalfein: SHHH!!!!! He can hear us…
Volrath: But, he can only hurt you, right? My entity should protect me…
OOUrial: Well…
Volrath: …we’re boned, aren’t we?
Nalfein: Most likely.
So the group starts to walk down the hall with the Infernals. When they get to the room they start to sneak around them, they almost get to the other side of the room without the Infernals seeing them, when Klaz walks up to one of them.
Klaz: Ok, folks. I’m gonna try an’ touch ‘im. Remember, I’m a professional, which means I’m an idiot.
Klaz then reaches out and touches the Infernal (getting his hand burned in the processes).
Klaz: CRIKEY THAT’S HOT!!!
The Infernals notice him and surround him.
Klaz: :eek:
Volrath: Should we help?
Nalfein: Yeah. Not because I like him, but because we need cannon fodder.
Volrath: Good point.
So when the Infernals start to close in on Klaz, the party starts to attack them one by one. The first few go down quickly, but then they start to organize against the group.
Nalfein: (taking one) Well sh*t.
Volrath: (taking three) Stop whining.
Nalfein: I’m not whining!
Volrath: :rolleyes: Sure your not.
Nalfein: :mad: I’M NOT A WHINER!
Cuddles: (taking one with Steve) Don’t make me come over there!
Muradin: (taking another) Me think we run should.
Volrath: Good idea.
The group knocks the Infernals back and start running down the hallway, but when they reach the entrance, they hear an alarm sound and running noises.
Nalfein: Just what we need, more people on our ass.
Volrath: Shut up and keep running.
The group runs for about a minute, and then they come to a four-way hall. They look for a clear hall, but in the cross hall they see the worms that walk, in the west hall they see the Pseudonatural Trolls, the east they see the golems, and behind are the remaining Infernals.
Nalfein: Where do we go?
Volrath: I don’t kn-
He stops because he feels something at his feet, when he looks down he sees a Shape of Fire bound in the floor.
Volrath: Son of a b*tch.
Nalfein, Muradin, Steve, Klaz, Vrin, and Squinty take up positions near the entrances of the four halls, while Volrath, Cuddles, and Pholly start to hack at the S.O.F.
Volrath: (after a few seconds) I can’t see. Are we boned?
Nalfein: Yeah, we’re boned.
When the enemies are almost there, the three attacking the S.O.F finally manage to kill it, as soon as it dies, the floor gives and the group falls into a room below...
Marish walks into Erk’s Place. The place is it usual self: Mendova is wailing on someone, Cabin Boy is trying to explain the error of the patron’s way, and Jingo is going through his pockets. The good life. Marish increases the sway of her walk just to mess with the males and females—and a few beings Marish can’t gender-discern—just to hear the aptly named catcalls. She hops up on a stool at the bar and leans over.
Singing: “…Socrates himself is particularly missed…”
Lucky: Won’t work on me, Marish.
Marish: Come on! You were a male once, and you still have male tastes.
Lucky: Yeah, but now that I know what it’s like to be a woman that sort of stuff disgusts me.
Singing: “…when he’s ******!”
Marish: :censored:
Lucky: *sigh* So what lovesick sucker is going to be paying for your drinks tonight?
Marish scanned the room. Something was starting to bother her. A piece was missing.
Singing: “…who was just as sloshed as Slchegel.…”
Marish: Hey, Bruce Ki isn’t here. He’s always here.
Lucky: Funny story, that. You see, he got into an argument with Chuck Jarlot about who was the cooler martial artist.
Marish: *gasp* Oh, poor th……I thought Satnak killed him?
Singing: “…Hobbes was fond of his dram…”
Lucky: It’s impossible to kill Chuck Jarlot.
Marish: Well, it’s too bad for Bruce—
Lucky: He just got a warning roundhouse to the head.
Marish: Huh? Then where is he?
Lucky: Well, you see, that kick knocked his voice back in line with his mouth. Turned out he has a accent like Klaz’s. Stopped being so much of a martial artist and started wearing kakis.…
Singing: “…Hidegger, Hidegger was a boozy beggar…”
Lucky: …Then this group of guys, all calling themselves Bruce and having the same accent come in. They order a whole lot of beer, then sing a song about philosophers and drink.…
Singing: “And Reneé Decartes was a drunken fart…”
Lucky: …Bruce Ki joins in, and when they’re done they invite him to teach at their college Walla…lola…something containing a lot of “ll” and “roo”. Said it didn’t matter who he was, so long as he wasn’t a “poofta”.
Singing: “…’I drink therefore I am!’ ”
Lucky: As you can see, the song’s gotten popular.
Satnak - Fluffy I'm very angry at you... When I am watching out for someone these are the kinds of things that I'm supposed to prevent.
Fluffy - Meow ( she's nothing more than a 2g *****, you don't need her around )
Satnak - Don't you meow me. I accepted a responsibility to keep Serene safe for a time, and you attacked her. I know what your play scratches look like, they don't involve extending the claw that far. Besides that she's a genuinely nice person who didn't desrve that. In addition to reciving no fish with your supper, you take duty as the squirrels' training beast for the next week. At the end of that time you will apologize to both Serene and Terrek.
Fluffy - meow ( yes mommy ) (i.h.h. I will not let anyone come between me and my Mommy!)
Illithid: But dude, there's, like, nothing fun there to shre—
OOcat: Let me remind you that since you haven't been established as a character yet, I am allowed to hurt you.
Illithid: Okay, dude, chill.
Silver stands in the middle of a Lord of the Rings convention.
Silver: Okay, at least I'm now being mistaken for the right species—I'M NOT WEARING A COSTUME YOU MORON! THAT WHY IT'S NO GOOD!
Naz'roth stood on his dark balcony, surveying his troops. it was good to have his old legions back. he had spent centuaries forgeing them into an army that rivaled anything that the Celestials or any other entity could create, amungst them terrifying ancheint undead formed into blocks. Naz'roth Barked an order and his legion formed into Regimentes, at a second order they formed into standard battle organisation. skirmishers on the flanks, spear and pike at front. behind them where standard warriors, in front of the spear and pike was cannon fodder. Units of erinyes took to the sky and began to swirl above the Legion, Naz'roth bellowed another order and they took up defensive stances. Naz'roth chuckled, even in their millenia of being imprisoned beneath the earth they'd never forgotten their training. Naz'roth gave the final order and they disperssed into their training regiems. it was then that Naz'roths Lieutenant approached his master,
Gazzul: its good to see you again master.
Naz'roth: *smileing* its good to see you again as well Gazzul, i've heard sterling reports about you from the other commanders. your young for a Daemon ( below Daemon lord and Rajah but above Demon) but during my imprisonment you have certanly proven yourself.
Gazzul: *bowing* why thank you my lord. i apologise for the fact we where unable to free you.
Naz'roth: quite alright, that would have drawn attention to our actions. via the way i escaped before it has bought us time to prepare for the Dragons attacks. and prepare we have.
Gazzul: any orders my lord?
Naz'roth: begin to train our troop along side the Half-Dragon forces, i have taught those troops every trick in the book. and the our legions could do with learning things from the younger races, as well as providing some variaity amungst the Half-Dragon forces. but renember, on the battle field you all answer to your asigned lords wich will either be Me, Sa'vor, Tara or Feal-Thas. am i understood?
Gazzul: *salutes* Yes Sir!
Naz'roth: excellent.
Gazzul spread his wings and flew down to the troops below. Naz'roths smile lessened slightly. he Gazzul was the most loyal of his commanders, Naz'roth would need to keep their loyalty and show them once again that Naz'roth was thier leader. Naz'roth smiled, he wondered what the demon lords under Beyrl would think at seeing this legion. this was a proper army, not a rag tag horde like most demon forces. Naz'roth frowned, he had the feeling that another battle would be on the horizon. once again the stakes would be high, one again Naz'roths power would be tested. Naz'roth nodded. so be it.
Satnak - Terrek, .. Serene, i want to apologize for yesterday, ... and finish showing Serene around. Come on open up.
Terrek - I've never seen her like this, normally she'd be busting down the door.
Serene - (opening door) You don't need to apologize for your cat, its a cat they do these things.
Satnak - Fluffy is smarter than-
Terrek - Where would you be going today?
Satnak - I was thinking the mess hall, and maybe introducing her to Chalky, roosevelt, and Martha, also does she need to be registered with Squishy and Tabitha...You might want to talk to Kanatash or at least make sure she has something to help ward off his mental probes. ... I have an old training jammer she could use,... but they make it hard to think.
Serene - Training Jammer?
Terrek - Indeed, explain
Satnak - Its sort of a headband its fills your brain with static, the idea is to help us learn to focus, it has a nasty little protection installed, anyone tries probing your thoughts while your wearing one, they get a massive load of static all at once. No one's sure whether its to designed to protect people using it while they might be more vulnerable, or whether its just a quirk of the design.
Serene - I don't like the sound of that.
Satnak - No one does.
Terrek - I have a few charms that will keep him off for a while. Here Serene (hands her a plain circular pendant).
Satnak - OK the-RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Satnak's gemstone eyes blaze with grey light, the traceries along her body flash, she drops to the floor and passes out from pain.
Serene - Satnak..., Satnak no..., Wake up :weep:
Terrek - It will be ok, calm down.
Serene - she's hurting, she could be dying!
Terrek - No, she's growing.
Serene - What?
Serene manages to manuever Satnak's unconcious form onto a couch and shut the door.
Terrek - Not too long before I first arrived here, she began a process to push her physical and mental power beyond the limits of her humanoid body. Not long before you were born the process began in earnest and her eyes and skin changed. I don't know what other canges accompany them, but i do know the process is supposed to be insanely risky, and overwhelmingly Painful. It seems she had just managed to get the pain under control, when the next step began and overloaded her.
Serene - Is that why she is so angry and sad? she's in pain.
Terrek - Its certainly part of it, but from all acounts she was like that when she came on board, even before Levy turned her down.
Serene - There is something deeper?
Terrek - In all likely hood yes.
Silver - You still have some teeth in your skin from the smash bros. aisle.
OORampant : Damn I thought I got those out before we passed the Uruk-hai.
Somewhere below decks. Pun-Pun stands on a raised dais as what is left of the FF's entire redshirt compliment prostrate themselves before him. (those which have refused him have all been hunted down for sport)
Pun-Pun: I AM KNOW NO LIMITS, I FEAR NOTHING, MY POWER IS INFINITE, MY WORD IS LAW, I AM INFINITE, I AM YOUR GOD!
Redshirts: (chanting) Praise the magnificent one.
Pun-Pun: YOUR PUNY LIVES ARE INSIGNIFICANT IN THE FACE OF MY PERFECTION BUT THEY SHALL BE SPARED IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR SERVICE.
Redshirts: (chanting) Praise the magnificent one.
Pun-Pun: I WILL- (pauses in mid sentence, sniffing the air)
Random Redshirt: (nervously) What is wrong of magnificent one? Have we done something to (shudder) displease you?
Pun-Pun: No, you may live for now. I have just caught the scent of a truly succulent meal. Flesh as pure as that of a newborn child. Tell the others to go about their duties, this should not take long. (stalks out of the room)
Back in Terrek's dimension. Satnak is still writhing in pain while Terrek and Serene do what they can for her. Suddenly the door to the realm is smashed down and Pun-Pun steps through it.
Pun-Pun: (glancing at Serene) Ah, there's the tender morsel I sensed.
Terrek: (stepping in front of Serene) Now wait a second, you can't just go bursting into my person realm like this.
Pun-Pun: Actually I can.
Terrek: I have the power of a GOD in this place. Certainly you don't think-
Pun-Pun cuts him off by punching Terrek in a "sensitive" area which his three foot frame is perfectly adapted to strike. (kidneys people, kidneys, get your mind out of the gutter ;) )
Terrek: (Whimper)
Pun-Pun: (tossing Terrek aside like a rag doll) You think the power of a mere GOD could impress me? I am Pun-Pun, I am infinite! (grabbing Serene)
Serene: :eek: EEEEK!
Pun-Pun: (licking his lips) Yes, you will prove a tasty morsel, all that I require is a good marinade and perhaps a garnish.
Satnak: (still writhing in pain) Won't... let... you do.... Grrrr. fight.... KILL... pain... dismember... defile... kill...
Pun-Pun: (throws his head back and laughs maniacally) You DARE challenge me weak thing? You amuse me I think, fine you shall have your challenge. When we are done I will allow you die, but not before you beg for it. (smiling evilly) Until the appointed hour.
Pun-Pun vanishes without theatrics, taking Serene with him to points unknown.
Sa'vor had succesfuly infiltrated Pun-Puns cult, posing as the redshirt formerly known as "Vortis". Sa'vor marvelled at the ease in wich the redshirts moved around the ship, as long as they knew the right hiding places they where able to aviod the ubers by use of secret passages and cubbyholes. now Sa'vor knew these places he could learn to use them to his advantage, of course he would have to keep his knowledge of them secret. there was no need letting the other ubers catch on.
Sa'vor had spent the day doing menial labour, such as swabbing the deck. he was slightly upset about how little impact his "death" had made on the rest of the crew. or perhaps thats because they hadnt found the "body" yet. Sa'vor sighed, one advantage was having all of his normal power confined within a supposed "weak" shell. it was also grand not to have his usual worries and dutys to attend to, and to not have to worry about the plots and thoughts of other ubers and scum. Sa'vor moved through the shadows of the deck attending to his duties as a serveant of Pun-Pun. occasionaly he would bump off one of Pun-Puns other serveants. often by crushing their minds from the shadows, there was no need to draw attention to himself just yet...
Sa'vor got up, it would be almost time to appear at Erks. of course he would have to keep down suspicions. all of the redshirt population visited Erks at one time or another, Sa'vor found that it was a an intresting atmosphere. within the bar it was easy for him to probe the minds weakned by Alcohol without drawing any suspicion that Sa'vors normal form often did. Sa'vor smiled, he could almost get used to this new form.
Terra and Lisa float lazily on their backs in a lake. Terra wears a one piece swimsuit, drawing Lisa's eye as it accentuates her lithe figure, while Lisa in return drives her crazy in a bikini. Lush forest and the twinkling of stars frame the crystal clear waters. A light breeze brings the scent of flowers as they watch the clouds drift by.
Lisa: It feels like I could stay like this forever...
Terra: Had I thought to ask where she was, we could have visited P/Y/R's other mother.
Lisa: Maybe next time.
After a while, they get out of the water and head to the camp site they had set up. After dinner, they lay in each others arms, listening to the soft crackle of the magical fire. Terra nuzzles up to Lisa's chest, listening to her heart beat softly as Lisa kisses her head.
Terra: I love you so much.
Lisa: I love you too.
After a moment, Terra looks up with a mischievous look on her face.
Lisa: *playfully* What's on your mind?
Terra: :smirk: Wanna try again?
Lisa: :embarrass :D Oh, you're incouragable! We don't even know if the last three dozen times were successful.
Terra: ;) Your point?
Lisa giggled softly. This honeymoon was proving to be quite a lot of fun, indeed...
While falling Volrath grabs a hold of his head.
Nalfien: What's wrong now.
Volrath: Must shut off mental contact with Terra. It's too sickeningly cute.
OOcat: "Cute" sickening? :confused: Always makes me laugh. :rofl:
Silver: Terra and Lisa are WHAT?!:eek: :headexplo Curse you! CURRRRRRRRRRSE YOUUUUUUUUUUU!:mad:……:blink:……:confused: How did we end up back at the Nintendo convention?
OOcat: I want to see if they've come up with any new Pokémon. :devil:
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