Post by Re on Jan 16, 2014 15:45:29 GMT -6
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Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy... but sing their hearts out for us.
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Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy... but sing their hearts out for us.
[01:43] -- plumulamCirrus [PC] began messaging irateUngulate [IU] at 13:43 --
[01:43] PC: ~~MARKOR
[01:43] PC: ~~MARKOR HE KILLED HER
[01:43] IU: what??
[01:44] IU: why are you using kapital letters??
[01:44] IU: what''s going on??
[01:44] PC: ~~I dont know what to do he showed up with his lusus and killed her
[01:44] IU: who??
[01:44] PC: ~~Im hiding right now but hes still looking for me
[01:44] IU: i''ll be right over..
[01:44] PC: ~~The troll from the other day
[01:44] PC: ~~Im scared
[01:44] IU: i''ll fukking tear his organs out..
[01:44] IU: i''ll bring my lusus..
[01:45] PC: ~~Okay
[01:45] PC: ~~What am I gonna
[01:45] PC: ~~What am I gonna do
[01:45] IU: stay hidden..
[01:45] PC: ~~Okay
[01:45] IU: do you have your dart gun??
[01:45] PC: ~~Yeah
[01:46] IU: don''t let it go..
[01:46] PC: ~~Okay
[01:46] IU: i''ll be there soon and i''ll gore the motherfukker..
[01:46] PC: ~~I think Im faster than he is but
[01:46] IU: only run if there''s no other option..
[01:46] PC: ~~Okay
[01:47] IU: otherwise stay the fukk out of sight..
[01:47] PC: ~~Okay please hurry
[01:47] -- irateUngulate [IU] stopped messaging plumulamCirrus [PC] at 13:47 --
[01:43] PC: ~~MARKOR
[01:43] PC: ~~MARKOR HE KILLED HER
[01:43] IU: what??
[01:44] IU: why are you using kapital letters??
[01:44] IU: what''s going on??
[01:44] PC: ~~I dont know what to do he showed up with his lusus and killed her
[01:44] IU: who??
[01:44] PC: ~~Im hiding right now but hes still looking for me
[01:44] IU: i''ll be right over..
[01:44] PC: ~~The troll from the other day
[01:44] PC: ~~Im scared
[01:44] IU: i''ll fukking tear his organs out..
[01:44] IU: i''ll bring my lusus..
[01:45] PC: ~~Okay
[01:45] PC: ~~What am I gonna
[01:45] PC: ~~What am I gonna do
[01:45] IU: stay hidden..
[01:45] PC: ~~Okay
[01:45] IU: do you have your dart gun??
[01:45] PC: ~~Yeah
[01:46] IU: don''t let it go..
[01:46] PC: ~~Okay
[01:46] IU: i''ll be there soon and i''ll gore the motherfukker..
[01:46] PC: ~~I think Im faster than he is but
[01:46] IU: only run if there''s no other option..
[01:46] PC: ~~Okay
[01:47] IU: otherwise stay the fukk out of sight..
[01:47] PC: ~~Okay please hurry
[01:47] -- irateUngulate [IU] stopped messaging plumulamCirrus [PC] at 13:47 --
CPC RIGHT NOW opened memo on board YOUBETTERGETREADYTODIE.
CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] carefully steps from branch to branch in the tree, grumbling about shoddy construction as he searches through Apodah's hivenest. His lusus sits in a corner, gnawing at one of Stella's legs and ocassionally batting at feathers as they blow about in a slight breeze. --
CFN: Get out here you little shit
CFN: Where are you
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] stays curled in a ball in a small alcove that she used for dirty laundry, trying hard as she can not to sob. --
CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] , riding on his lusus' back, skids to a stop on the ground below, stunningly quiet. He looks up through the branches, and mutters a quiet instruction to the giant jacob's ram, before leaping straight off the sheep's back and onto a low branch. Considering he's climbing with only one hand, and making shocking progress, "hardcore parkour Markor" is not an undeserved nickname. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is, of course, wielding an axe in one hand, hence his one-handed climbing adventures. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] 's lusus growls quietly and looks up, ears twitching, before continuing to gnaw. --
CFN: Well I guess if she doesnt come out then I can just burn this place down
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] ambles up through the branches until he's maneuvered himself out of the indigoblood's line of sight, creeping up on the branches behind it. He furrows his brow, hardly breathing-- until he sees one of Stella's legs in its mouth. His eye twitches, and he lunges forward, bringing his axe down right on the serval lusus' neeck. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] jumps as his lusus lets out a strangled yowl which is tragically cut short. Its body twitches a bit, legs scrabbling at the floor and disturbing more feathers before at last lying still. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] lets out an enraged shout before rushing at Markor. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] snorts like a bull, almost /grinning/. --
CFN: You fucking SHIT
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] leaves his axe in the lusus' neck; he'll get it back later. --
CIU: you don''t listen to instruktions good,, do you??''
CIU: all mussle,, no brain..
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] swings his rapier at the blueblood, jaw clenched and teeth bared. --
CFN: I dont have to listen to you about shit
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] curls up tighter, whimpering faintly but refusing to close her eyes. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] hisses; it tears his shirt and the skin underneath, but he seems not to care. --
CIU: lusus for a lusus..
CIU: but then again,, you''ve already threatened her life,, so maybe i should return the favor..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] brings his shoulder down and attempts to do a nice solid shoulder-check right into the indigoblood's solar plexus. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] is still a bit off-balance from his swing, but manages to shift enough for Markor's check to hit his own shoulder instead. --
CFN: Im a higher than either of you two miserable excuses for trolls
CFN: You die all the time
CFN: What makes you think you can beat me
CIU: the fakt that i''ve already kikked your ass without breaking a sweat??
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] rammed past the indigoblood, but wasted no time in turning around to face him-- not about to let him get the drop on him. --
CIU: that''s some solid evidense..
CIU: also,, you''re not used to walking in trees,, are you??
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is being... surprisingly casual. It's kind of unnerving. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] advances on him, trying to glissade and get an opening. It's pretty obvious that he is indeed not at all used to trees. --
CFN: That first time was lucky
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] smiles thinly. --
CFN: You caught me off guard
CIU: no sush thing..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is deftly walking backwards through the branches, without even having to look-- he's been in these trees more than his fair share. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] grits his teeth, not quite growling. --
CFN: Stand still dammit
CIU: sure..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] stops-- but immediately rears down, indeed, like a charging ram. He stands still for a good half a second before charging forward, putting all his energy into tackling the indigoblood around the midsection, trying to force him off-balance. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] doesn't quite get his feet set before Markor hits him and stumbles far too easily. He half slips, half falls between a couple of branches, managing to cling to one before actually falling from the tree. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] tries to pull himself up, still growling. --
CFN: You fucking little nookwipe
CIU: what was that?? sorry,, i kouldn''t hear you..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is not looking down; he can hear as his lusus snorts loudly, cobalt eyes fixed on the indigoblood before him. Need you be reminded, Markor's lusus is a four-horned ram the size of a Buick, with lower horns curled sharply forward. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] continues to not look as his lusus begins to charge with intent to -- pun intended-- ram the indigoblood against the tree. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] freezes as he hears the noise, half prepared for a jump back up. With a glance backwards, he has a moment for his eyes to widen before he realizes that he done fucked up. --
CFN ceased responding to memo.
CIU: apodah??
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] hesitates for only a second before slowly crawling out of her hiding place, tears streaming down her cheeks. As soon as she's free, she rushes towards Markor and clings to him, sobbing. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] pauses, looking over at his axe, which is still stuck in the serval lusus' neck. He makes a mental note to retrieve his weapon and kick the dead meowbeast lusus to the ground later. --
CIU: are you alright??
CIU: did the pailstain manage to do anything before i got here??
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] shakes her head after a moment, then looks up at him. --
CPC: ~~What am I gonna do Markor
CPC: ~~I
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] buries her head against him again, shaking. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] kind of awkwardly pauses before slowly, oh-so-awkwardly, wrapping his arms around her much smaller frame. --
CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] carefully steps from branch to branch in the tree, grumbling about shoddy construction as he searches through Apodah's hivenest. His lusus sits in a corner, gnawing at one of Stella's legs and ocassionally batting at feathers as they blow about in a slight breeze. --
CFN: Get out here you little shit
CFN: Where are you
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] stays curled in a ball in a small alcove that she used for dirty laundry, trying hard as she can not to sob. --
CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] , riding on his lusus' back, skids to a stop on the ground below, stunningly quiet. He looks up through the branches, and mutters a quiet instruction to the giant jacob's ram, before leaping straight off the sheep's back and onto a low branch. Considering he's climbing with only one hand, and making shocking progress, "hardcore parkour Markor" is not an undeserved nickname. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is, of course, wielding an axe in one hand, hence his one-handed climbing adventures. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] 's lusus growls quietly and looks up, ears twitching, before continuing to gnaw. --
CFN: Well I guess if she doesnt come out then I can just burn this place down
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] ambles up through the branches until he's maneuvered himself out of the indigoblood's line of sight, creeping up on the branches behind it. He furrows his brow, hardly breathing-- until he sees one of Stella's legs in its mouth. His eye twitches, and he lunges forward, bringing his axe down right on the serval lusus' neeck. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] jumps as his lusus lets out a strangled yowl which is tragically cut short. Its body twitches a bit, legs scrabbling at the floor and disturbing more feathers before at last lying still. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] lets out an enraged shout before rushing at Markor. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] snorts like a bull, almost /grinning/. --
CFN: You fucking SHIT
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] leaves his axe in the lusus' neck; he'll get it back later. --
CIU: you don''t listen to instruktions good,, do you??''
CIU: all mussle,, no brain..
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] swings his rapier at the blueblood, jaw clenched and teeth bared. --
CFN: I dont have to listen to you about shit
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] curls up tighter, whimpering faintly but refusing to close her eyes. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] hisses; it tears his shirt and the skin underneath, but he seems not to care. --
CIU: lusus for a lusus..
CIU: but then again,, you''ve already threatened her life,, so maybe i should return the favor..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] brings his shoulder down and attempts to do a nice solid shoulder-check right into the indigoblood's solar plexus. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] is still a bit off-balance from his swing, but manages to shift enough for Markor's check to hit his own shoulder instead. --
CFN: Im a higher than either of you two miserable excuses for trolls
CFN: You die all the time
CFN: What makes you think you can beat me
CIU: the fakt that i''ve already kikked your ass without breaking a sweat??
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] rammed past the indigoblood, but wasted no time in turning around to face him-- not about to let him get the drop on him. --
CIU: that''s some solid evidense..
CIU: also,, you''re not used to walking in trees,, are you??
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is being... surprisingly casual. It's kind of unnerving. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] advances on him, trying to glissade and get an opening. It's pretty obvious that he is indeed not at all used to trees. --
CFN: That first time was lucky
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] smiles thinly. --
CFN: You caught me off guard
CIU: no sush thing..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is deftly walking backwards through the branches, without even having to look-- he's been in these trees more than his fair share. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] grits his teeth, not quite growling. --
CFN: Stand still dammit
CIU: sure..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] stops-- but immediately rears down, indeed, like a charging ram. He stands still for a good half a second before charging forward, putting all his energy into tackling the indigoblood around the midsection, trying to force him off-balance. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] doesn't quite get his feet set before Markor hits him and stumbles far too easily. He half slips, half falls between a couple of branches, managing to cling to one before actually falling from the tree. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] tries to pull himself up, still growling. --
CFN: You fucking little nookwipe
CIU: what was that?? sorry,, i kouldn''t hear you..
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] is not looking down; he can hear as his lusus snorts loudly, cobalt eyes fixed on the indigoblood before him. Need you be reminded, Markor's lusus is a four-horned ram the size of a Buick, with lower horns curled sharply forward. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] continues to not look as his lusus begins to charge with intent to -- pun intended-- ram the indigoblood against the tree. --
-- CURRENT fashionistaNpc [CFN] freezes as he hears the noise, half prepared for a jump back up. With a glance backwards, he has a moment for his eyes to widen before he realizes that he done fucked up. --
CFN ceased responding to memo.
CIU: apodah??
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] hesitates for only a second before slowly crawling out of her hiding place, tears streaming down her cheeks. As soon as she's free, she rushes towards Markor and clings to him, sobbing. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] pauses, looking over at his axe, which is still stuck in the serval lusus' neck. He makes a mental note to retrieve his weapon and kick the dead meowbeast lusus to the ground later. --
CIU: are you alright??
CIU: did the pailstain manage to do anything before i got here??
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] shakes her head after a moment, then looks up at him. --
CPC: ~~What am I gonna do Markor
CPC: ~~I
-- CURRENT plumulamCirrus [CPC] buries her head against him again, shaking. --
-- CURRENT irateUngulate [CIU] kind of awkwardly pauses before slowly, oh-so-awkwardly, wrapping his arms around her much smaller frame. --
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