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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 10, 2017 2:16:00 GMT
For days now, there had been a weird feeling in Luche's gut. Like, someone tugging at her arm, but stronger, and no one was touching her when it happened. She had dreams of a place of fire and darkness... Weird -- fire usually lit things up pretty brightly, right? Today was worse. No longer was it a nudge or a tug -- it was pure need; Luche had to be somewhere. But where, and for what, she didn't know. That left her queasier and more unsteady than usual, and in quite a strange position. It was like having a ticket to a plane that wasn't at the airport. Not that those were terms Luche were familiar with. Driven to leave safety, the ditzy demoness stepped out into the dwindling light, nervous as she ever had been. She didn't know what was happening right now, and that only made her more anxious. Her head swiveled around, trying to find a source for her anxiety. Jay
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Post by Jay on Nov 10, 2017 23:08:48 GMT
Magog "Things just waltz in however they please, don't they?"
Those words were directed at the newest interloper. I was in another room of mine. Light, if it could even be called that, shone from an unknown source. The room, itself, seemed to have dimensions, yet simultaneously went on forever.
It had seen use earlier, used to create my Corruption Seeds strewn about on the surface world. Eokia was next, but I wasn't keen on actually manning the production of those just yet. Sanctuary was a harder place to hit, so setting up the slow burn there was only proper.
Still, the being in question that entered was one I had expected. "I was coming to get you soon, but it seems you found your own way..."
I turned to look at the demoness. "But, you've been away for so long, you might not know who I am, right?" Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless Tzuvachyysh
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 11, 2017 1:47:43 GMT
There were no two ways around it; Luche was flat-out terrified. Even her stunted senses could tell whomever she was speaking too was powerful. She wanted to flee, just turn around and run, but she wasn't anywhere she recognized, nor could her wobbling legs carry her more than a few steps. Despite every instinct and desire she had to run, her feet remained firmly planted on the spot.
There was nowhere to run anyway; the light behind her faded against any will she pushed at it, leaving her with no exit to flee to.
Trembling, the ditzy demoness fretted, shaking her head 'no' to the question poised. If she wore clothes, she would probably need a new pair of pants; instead of soiling herself, though, she was steaming heavily, creating something of a musk around her. Bright spots formed just under her eyes, molten tears slipping down her cheeks as whatever composure she had begun with started falling apart.
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Post by Jay on Nov 15, 2017 1:17:50 GMT
Magog "Please don't lose yourself on the floor," was my response to the thoroughly terrified demon girl.
A chair was under me in a second, and I sat down to stare directly at her. She was frightened. Good.
"I am Magog," I gave the demon a smile. "I suppose you could say I'm the Lord of Necropolis. Some say 'god'."
I leaned forward. "You needn't unless you wish to, young one. I only brought you here to talk, after all." Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 16, 2017 1:09:21 GMT
Fidgeting, Luche nodded as she hazily listened. Her instincts to run were quieting, but she was still greatly uncomfortable with the current situation. Unpleasant sensations washed over her, scraping against her senses with all the grace of stabbing knives.
Magog was at least taking their time talking to the bumbling demoness, not rambling nor trying to confuse her with big words. Luche appreciated that, but it didn't help much to put her nerves at ease. "[T-talk? What talk ab-b-bout?]"
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Post by Jay on Nov 16, 2017 4:26:52 GMT
Magog I matched the demoness' tongue when I spoke. "I understand you were put here in a prison?"
I would have materialized a seat for her, but I didn't want her to get too comfortable. No, no one should be too comfortable around me. Not like they ever were. "I wanted to know why they would imprison such an unassuming girl in a place like the cage. What did you do?" Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 19, 2017 20:31:26 GMT
Luche's head cocked to one side, quite bird-like. What an... odd question. It wasn't something Luche had questioned, as it had just been her life until the bright tear had appeared and released her.
Not quite sure where the conversation was going, Luche shrugged. "[Iunno.]" The ditzy demoness was still scared, but had added confusion to her list of emotions at the moment.
Fidgeting a while longer, she added "[Was just put there, don't remember when or why. Just show there one day when little. Live there until glowy hole appeared. Then I find new place, but really wet and cold.]" Luche didn't really know how else to describe her 'escape'.
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Post by Jay on Nov 25, 2017 4:20:34 GMT
Magog I see. "You have absolutely no idea what happened to elicit that reaction, hm?"
Interesting. It would be necessary to study this girl.
For now, the lie. "There are a lot of things after you for your escape, you know that? Lots of powerful, angry things." Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 26, 2017 3:25:30 GMT
First they didn't want her, now they did? Luche was back to being confused and terrified once more. Her fears and paranoia took over again, making her wringing hands and wobbly knees shake uncontrollably, her tail twitching irritably, and her wings folding around her protectively. Standing
Gullible as she was, Luche didn't know what to think of such a claim, aside from the immediate implications. She wasn't entirely brainless; the ditzy demoness knew she was too weak to even put up a passable fight -- as far as she knew, she was entirely defenseless. Her mouth could only blubber one word as tears choked her cracking voice: "[W-wh-why?!]"
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Post by Jay on Nov 26, 2017 6:10:45 GMT
Magog "Because, my dear. They are evil creatures, and that is what they do. They use their power to bully those smaller than them into submission," I said to her.
I held out a hand to her. "But, you can fight fire with fire, after all..." My gaze was leveled directly at the demoness when I spoke. "I am the ruler of Necropolis, and I could tell them that you will not be harmed. I could protect you from all things in this realm; all beings who want to hurt you."
Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 26, 2017 6:53:07 GMT
Luche whimpered, unable to look away. She wanted to run, but her attempt to do so found her tripping & falling onto her bottom, unable to make her legs cooperate with the rest of her. Molten tears streamed down her face, her voice stolen by the terrified sobs -- hell, she was starting to hiccup from them, leaving her completely unable to speak coherently aside from murmured non-words.
Somewhere in her mind, a small portion of her brainspace was aware of where things were going, or at least her limited interpretation of it. The majority, however, wanted nothing more than a warm rock to lay on and somewhere safe to hide. Everything Magog seemed to be offering to her right now.
Still, that little voice managed to get one last hurrah out, and Luche found herself asking "[Why... you help Luche?]" She could barely believe she was saying it, but the words were hers all the same.
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Post by Jay on Nov 27, 2017 21:27:29 GMT
Magog I would have been lying if I said I didn't take some amusement in seeing Luche attempt to run. Oh, I loved it when they ran.
It made things funner.
"I help you, Luche, because I care for this realm," I stood to my feet and strode over to the girl. She was in a panic; so small and completely vulnerable down there.
Delicious.
"I don't believe you are guilty of anything but simply being you," I held out my hand almost gingerly to the girl, and I was sure to make my smile match. "Together, we will show them that you are someone worthy of respect."
Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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Post by Tzuvachyysh on Nov 28, 2017 2:54:26 GMT
Some of Luche's nervousness eased at the other demon's words. Some. There was still a small part of her that was highly suspicious of Magog's words. Of course, that part was always suspicious of things, from world leaders to what was really in her breakfast.
Still, it didn't sound all that bad. For whatever reason, the leader of the underworld was actually interested in Luche. And she seemed really nice about it, strangely enough! That was good, right?
Tentatively, Luche grabbed the proffered hand, still sniffling and shaking a bit. She just wanted a quiet and free life, and that seemed to be what she was being offered. Whatever else came of it was, at the moment, secondary.
What could possibly be wrong with that?
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Post by Jay on Nov 30, 2017 19:25:37 GMT
Magog Yes. Good. "You've made the right choice, Luche," I lifted the demoness to her feet, before lifting her hand to my lips to place a kiss on the back. An antiquated gesture, but one I was willing to show. "Welcome to my home. I do hope you'll be cozy."
exit. Corrupter Neutral Evil | Primordial | Sexless
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