*I may have put a little bit of Toji Fushiguro into Baegoji, partially because he's cool and partially because Gumiho are more hated than tieflings and are actual monsters in the eyes of the populace.*
*So he's going to be wielding a wooden sword as a combination of disrespect and nonlethality. He does not care for human opponents and will usually just sicc his monster on them.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A factory has somehow set up on the borders of the Lord Rest. It's not dingy like one would expect but beautiful, pristine, and entirely made of black metal. A massive neon sign on the front of the building spells in pink glowing letters 'BETTER BODY COMPANY'. The area around it smells like roses, lilac, orange, and vanilla. The doors seem wide open, letting anyone inside who may want to visit.
The marten I introed early (19 foot tall, huge, foofy) makes his way to the factory, more attracted to the smell than the looks or the purpose
A saytr woman who is nearly 4'3 is helping customer's that seem to have already, somehow, made it to the factory to check it out by offering them perfume samples, offering tips and advice, and helping them pick the right thing. A Medusa woman who is more on the chubby side talks to a woman about her hair, offering some advice on how to condition it. Over on a balcony overlooking the shop, a figure watches.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Why are some of the hunters unaffected? Is there some sort of treatment done beforehand that reduces its power over them?" She asks, leaning a bit against him as well. "Maybe we could ask Maria for aid with our research at some point. She might know something about what lets her control the blood without consequence."
“We would be able to… if she wasn’t now dead, and this death a lasting one. Though I do believe it is more a matter of willpower rather than chemical balance of some kind. The Old Blood is the ultimate cure when harness correctly, all beasts are free of disease, they are simply lost in body and mind.” He rubs his chin, his ear bleeding the slightest bit onto the ground.
"Well, if that's the case, it's a good thing- it being a matter of willpower and discipline could mean it can be learned, and then..." She notices the blood trickling from his ear, her smile dropping. "Henry, you're bleeding. Are you alright?"
He looks over to her, and then over his own body, not realizing that it’s coming from his ear “What do you mean, dear? The hand wasn’t able to get me I don’t think, did it?” He looks at her faded smile, his own smile fading, feeling at his bleeding ear.
"What's happening? It's not the... it's not the old blood, is it?" She asks, sounding worried and not entirely sure what to do in this situation- she's far more used to stitching together monsters than stitching up wounds.
He tries to speak, but the words to become muddled somehow, before he looks deep into her eyes. She can silver fading within them, before he collapses to the ground, his other ear beginning to bleed as he fades into unconsciousness.
She is surprised and panicking, not immediately sure what to do, before she remembers something- someone. She picks up Henry in her arms, and bolts out of the warehouse and into the woods, desperately searching for Merabelle.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She stands straight, bristling from the unexpected compliment, a bit of her blush showing, “O-oh… I’m C-Camilla.” Her skin showing just the smallest bit, greenish blue.
His eyes widen, arms dropping to his sides “Love?” He just, walks back to the kitchen, thinking about it, muttering to himself.
He signs “They don’t hurt anymore, just don’t want most people to worry about them. They’re how I survived so long.” He puts his hand on the counter, turning a bit of the wood to granite with alchemy, the runes glowing on the back of his hands.
"Nice to meet you. Sorry I got in the way for your walk." he says, chuckling quietly
"yes?" she asks, not realizing how he's saying it
Aokiji taps the granite with a claw, awestruck. "That's so cool.." he takes a drink of his sake.
She shakes her head a bit, sitting down on the ground next to them, “It’s okay… I wasn’t headed anywhere.”
He shakes his head, placing their meal in front of them, a three course meal for each head to enjoy.
It’s as real as any granite they could find, drinking his own drink and giving a silent chuckle, pulling his hands back up.
"Well, still. I feel bad for scarin' ya."
Each smooch him gingerly, Hinven more short with him as flame arms appear to aid in consumption
"That's amazing.. Truly a wonder of magic. My magic is... not nearly as creative."
“You aren’t too… scary… I’m just nervous I guess. You’re kind of… soothing actually.”
He takes the smooches, his smile coming back a bit as he sits down on the couch, muttering the word ‘love’ back to himself over and over, thinking.
He tilts his head, obviously wondering what they mean by ‘creative’ as he begins to wrap his hands back up.
"Why are some of the hunters unaffected? Is there some sort of treatment done beforehand that reduces its power over them?" She asks, leaning a bit against him as well. "Maybe we could ask Maria for aid with our research at some point. She might know something about what lets her control the blood without consequence."
“We would be able to… if she wasn’t now dead, and this death a lasting one. Though I do believe it is more a matter of willpower rather than chemical balance of some kind. The Old Blood is the ultimate cure when harness correctly, all beasts are free of disease, they are simply lost in body and mind.” He rubs his chin, his ear bleeding the slightest bit onto the ground.
"Well, if that's the case, it's a good thing- it being a matter of willpower and discipline could mean it can be learned, and then..." She notices the blood trickling from his ear, her smile dropping. "Henry, you're bleeding. Are you alright?"
He looks over to her, and then over his own body, not realizing that it’s coming from his ear “What do you mean, dear? The hand wasn’t able to get me I don’t think, did it?” He looks at her faded smile, his own smile fading, feeling at his bleeding ear.
"What's happening? It's not the... it's not the old blood, is it?" She asks, sounding worried and not entirely sure what to do in this situation- she's far more used to stitching together monsters than stitching up wounds.
He tries to speak, but the words to become muddled somehow, before he looks deep into her eyes. She can silver fading within them, before he collapses to the ground, his other ear beginning to bleed as he fades into unconsciousness.
She is surprised and panicking, not immediately sure what to do, before she remembers something- someone. She picks up Henry in her arms, and bolts out of the warehouse and into the woods, desperately searching for Merabelle.
Merabelle is sitting in the woods meditating when she sense KK enter the forest. She doesn’t understand why they are running so fast, until she senses someone in their arms, and the dark influence within them. She gets up, running over to meet KK half way, finding and stopping them, “Explain.”
A factory has somehow set up on the borders of the Lord Rest. It's not dingy like one would expect but beautiful, pristine, and entirely made of black metal. A massive neon sign on the front of the building spells in pink glowing letters 'BETTER BODY COMPANY'. The area around it smells like roses, lilac, orange, and vanilla. The doors seem wide open, letting anyone inside who may want to visit.
The marten I introed early (19 foot tall, huge, foofy) makes his way to the factory, more attracted to the smell than the looks or the purpose
A saytr woman who is nearly 4'3 is helping customer's that seem to have already, somehow, made it to the factory to check it out by offering them perfume samples, offering tips and advice, and helping them pick the right thing. A Medusa woman who is more on the chubby side talks to a woman about her hair, offering some advice on how to condition it. Over on a balcony overlooking the shop, a figure watches.
Dew looks at the figure, tapping the balcony with a claw gently. "Hello?.." he asks in a voice that's quiter than would be expected.
The figure looks up down, laughing a bit. "Well well well... Look at you." A raspy voice says. Smoke curls out from their lack of lips, pearly white teeth glinting in the florescent bright lights. Their long black hair pools around them like a cloak. They fix their black kimono-like robe and chuckle "Bigger than most I've seen."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A factory has somehow set up on the borders of the Lord Rest. It's not dingy like one would expect but beautiful, pristine, and entirely made of black metal. A massive neon sign on the front of the building spells in pink glowing letters 'BETTER BODY COMPANY'. The area around it smells like roses, lilac, orange, and vanilla. The doors seem wide open, letting anyone inside who may want to visit.
The marten I introed early (19 foot tall, huge, foofy) makes his way to the factory, more attracted to the smell than the looks or the purpose
A saytr woman who is nearly 4'3 is helping customer's that seem to have already, somehow, made it to the factory to check it out by offering them perfume samples, offering tips and advice, and helping them pick the right thing. A Medusa woman who is more on the chubby side talks to a woman about her hair, offering some advice on how to condition it. Over on a balcony overlooking the shop, a figure watches.
Dew looks at the figure, tapping the balcony with a claw gently. "Hello?.." he asks in a voice that's quiter than would be expected.
The figure looks up down, laughing a bit. "Well well well... Look at you." A raspy voice says. Smoke curls out from their lack of lips, pearly white teeth glinting in the florescent bright lights. Their long black hair pools around them like a cloak. They fix their black kimono-like robe and chuckle "Bigger than most I've seen."
"You're the second biggest I've seen.. Uhm, what is it you do here? it smells amazing."
"Drawn in by the scent hm? Figures, you and all the rest. Can't even let me set up before beating down my doors." He sighs and stands straighter, running a and through his hair and brushing it back.
"Forgive me cutie, my name is Aix. I am the CEO of Better Body." He said and smiles, the flesh of his face contorting.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She curls up next to them, having nothing better to do, looking down at them. She doesn’t say anything just watching them.
He looks up towards them, “Just… nothing.” He looks back at the ground, thinking to himself “Love… she loves me…”
He’s surprised by that, signing “I can’t create, I can only change, how can you destroy anything?”
"Oh, you're staying?" he asks, smiling
"Darn right we do." Hinven kisses him again
"Fire, the element of my people." he says simply
She smiles back at them a bit, “I… I guess I am.” She says, looking at them.
He doesn’t know how to react, so he just looks back up to them, steadying himself “I… love you too.”
His eyes widen before snapping his fingers, a flame at the end of his finger, before changing to a chilling cold, before changing to crackling lightning.
A factory has somehow set up on the borders of the Lord Rest. It's not dingy like one would expect but beautiful, pristine, and entirely made of black metal. A massive neon sign on the front of the building spells in pink glowing letters 'BETTER BODY COMPANY'. The area around it smells like roses, lilac, orange, and vanilla. The doors seem wide open, letting anyone inside who may want to visit.
The marten I introed early (19 foot tall, huge, foofy) makes his way to the factory, more attracted to the smell than the looks or the purpose
A saytr woman who is nearly 4'3 is helping customer's that seem to have already, somehow, made it to the factory to check it out by offering them perfume samples, offering tips and advice, and helping them pick the right thing. A Medusa woman who is more on the chubby side talks to a woman about her hair, offering some advice on how to condition it. Over on a balcony overlooking the shop, a figure watches.
Dew looks at the figure, tapping the balcony with a claw gently. "Hello?.." he asks in a voice that's quiter than would be expected.
The figure looks up down, laughing a bit. "Well well well... Look at you." A raspy voice says. Smoke curls out from their lack of lips, pearly white teeth glinting in the florescent bright lights. Their long black hair pools around them like a cloak. They fix their black kimono-like robe and chuckle "Bigger than most I've seen."
"You're the second biggest I've seen.. Uhm, what is it you do here? it smells amazing."
"Drawn in by the scent hm? Figures, you and all the rest. Can't even let me set up before beating down my doors." He sighs and stands straighter, running a and through his hair and brushing it back.
"Forgive me cutie, my name is Aix. I am the CEO of Better Body." He said and smiles, the flesh of his face contorting.
He smiles and flushes, even if involuntarily, at the nickname. "Nice to meet you, Aix. My name is Dew. Better Body?.. That.. still doesn't answer my question.."
He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose "Beauty supplies cutie. I make and sell them._ he laughs lightly, his teeth clicking.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I may have put a little bit of Toji Fushiguro into Baegoji, partially because he's cool and partially because Gumiho are more hated than tieflings and are actual monsters in the eyes of the populace.*
*So he's going to be wielding a wooden sword as a combination of disrespect and nonlethality. He does not care for human opponents and will usually just sicc his monster on them.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A saytr woman who is nearly 4'3 is helping customer's that seem to have already, somehow, made it to the factory to check it out by offering them perfume samples, offering tips and advice, and helping them pick the right thing. A Medusa woman who is more on the chubby side talks to a woman about her hair, offering some advice on how to condition it. Over on a balcony overlooking the shop, a figure watches.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She is surprised and panicking, not immediately sure what to do, before she remembers something- someone. She picks up Henry in her arms, and bolts out of the warehouse and into the woods, desperately searching for Merabelle.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Merabelle is sitting in the woods meditating when she sense KK enter the forest. She doesn’t understand why they are running so fast, until she senses someone in their arms, and the dark influence within them. She gets up, running over to meet KK half way, finding and stopping them, “Explain.”
*Cut for Salem.*
She curls up next to them, having nothing better to do, looking down at them. She doesn’t say anything just watching them.
He looks up towards them, “Just… nothing.” He looks back at the ground, thinking to himself “Love… she loves me…”
He’s surprised by that, signing “I can’t create, I can only change, how can you destroy anything?”
It’s here!
The figure looks up down, laughing a bit. "Well well well... Look at you." A raspy voice says. Smoke curls out from their lack of lips, pearly white teeth glinting in the florescent bright lights. Their long black hair pools around them like a cloak. They fix their black kimono-like robe and chuckle "Bigger than most I've seen."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Drawn in by the scent hm? Figures, you and all the rest. Can't even let me set up before beating down my doors." He sighs and stands straighter, running a and through his hair and brushing it back.
"Forgive me cutie, my name is Aix. I am the CEO of Better Body." He said and smiles, the flesh of his face contorting.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She smiles back at them a bit, “I… I guess I am.” She says, looking at them.
He doesn’t know how to react, so he just looks back up to them, steadying himself “I… love you too.”
His eyes widen before snapping his fingers, a flame at the end of his finger, before changing to a chilling cold, before changing to crackling lightning.
*Damn, I wanted to re-intro, but I don't have any time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose "Beauty supplies cutie. I make and sell them._ he laughs lightly, his teeth clicking.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]