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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 7:59 pm
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"Y-yeah" Jason agreed. "We managed not to get squished, s-somehow." At her complaint that it she missed the heat he gestured to his jacket. "Did you want to wear mine?" Ever the gentleman he was. "I guess the heat was nice though." He didn't have much of a preference in temperature, just as long as it wasn't extremely hot or cold.
His smile did falter upon the mention of food. "O-oh. U-uh, T-they were g-good!" He really had tried it, but had first cooked the embryonic bird until it looked somewhat edible, coating it in bread crumbs. It hadn't tasted bad, it was just really hard to eat it knowing what it was.
As he debated upon weather it was rude to ask what a 'nga pala' was, the trees overhead rustled, the birds squawking frantically, flying away from something that had disturbed them. He looked around wondering what could have done such a thing, when he saw something approach in the distance. A large, black form, and as Jason watched it get closer he could make out the hand-like vines twisting from it's being.
Oooh s**t he knew what that was.
"Ooooohhhhh noooo" He audibly whined, weapon summoned pointing towards the giant horse thing he fought back in the zombie Apocalypse ."W-what the hell is that thing doing here?!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 1:20 pm
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Sammy caught Jason, a glimmer of his face as he tried to cover up his disgust at her eyes, this of course only caused her to wink playfully in the process as she adjusted in the saddle again. She gave a tug with her knees and the mount turned to the side, they would notice the whole thing was twisting vines and darkness. The reins uncoiled from her feet letting her swing sideways as she sat on its back.
“Well I didn’t want to be in the Human world, I just got BACK from it in the first place… I know we have shallow weak spots between but they’re usually much more uh, intense? Or crazy? Temples, shrines, mountain tops dedicated to creatures of FEAR that huamans called God kinda deal.” She turned to Joy nodding, “Well guess its good I’m not human? But if your turning people away is it to keep from slipping into Halloween or something else?” She shook her head, “Probably doesn’t matter either way.”
Both of them however seemed to have a keen interesting in Toxin, she grinned wide, flames bursting out of her sockets in glee, “I call it Toxin. We call them Apex Mini Pets, larger and smarter than normal mini pets. We can summon them at will as mounts.” Her gaze flickered over to Jason. “You know what Toxin is though. You where there weren’t you? It’s okay, its tame, I too used to wonder what a fragment of Creation was doing but it’s been loyal and useful. So I assume its safe.”
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 5:26 pm
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It seemed Sammy had noticed his intense dislike, but instead of being offended she just winked her way. Jason responsed with a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his head a little awkwardly and wondered if he was being rude. But then didn't halloween creatures like it if you were freaked out? The whole thing just confused him.
"I-i'm not sure why this particular place is a weak spot, B-but it shouldn't be too hard to go back." He didn't recall anything about guiding them back themselves though, but he figured if she walked back the way she came she would get back to halloween. "The real issue is civilians though, they...come here for the thrills, so to speak." He sighed. Why anyone would want to come here and deliberately almost wet themselves in fright was beyond him.
Sammy's information on apex pets was quite interesting, a little peice of information he didn't know before. Not something he would actively use against them, but it was good to know for the future. "T-that sounds pretty cool." At the zombies confirmation he nodded, looking a little sick. "Y-yes...I was there..." Fighting the huge creation horse, it was not fun. He did look a little better when she said her mount was harmless. "O-oh, okay. Thats good..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 1:45 pm
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Sammy was very aware of how Jason reacted around her, most people didn’t bat an eye at her empty sockets and burning flames, but Jason was put off simply by her presence. She still gave him credit though for not jumping to arms or conclusions and so she didn’t take mind of it. If anything she was starting to have some fun with it.
“Fair enough, if I can wander in I can wander back. Must be like the haunted house, maybe a new one rather. The house has been there since before you guys where around, it’s just become more warped since we first went I think.” Or maybe it was always that weird? It was hard to tell, but the Insanity inside it was something newer of that she was almost certain. His confirmation at having seen Creation and the beasts it made was enough for her. She simply nodded her head sharply as she swung herself off Toxin. A quick slap to the beasts hide was all it took to send the beast running back the way they had come. “It’ll find its way, but best not to have a fragment of Creation around a hunter camp.”
Sammy scanned the woods around them, her hands tucked in oversized pockets of the thick black jacket, “You know your Legacies Joy?” She shook her head, “Nah you look too young, and your asking questions anyone who really knew what it was would ignore.” She moved to a large rock taking a seat, more so crouching atop it.
“Creation is one of the Legacies, the 7 kingdoms, or kings, the crowns. Take your pick,” even as she spoke she undid the chain for her artifact holding the golden pendent up to display the blue rune of protection in the middle. “This is a piece of Protection, the Blue Kingdom, or rather, Excalibur, a weapon as old as the Hunters are. Older even.” She nodded towards Jason, “About a year ago Creation, the Green Kingdom as it where, wrecked hell in Canada. Hunters where there, and so was Halloween under the guidance of a human protection program. That mount of mine? Jason and I must have both fought the larger manifestation of it that was causing chaos and raising zombies that where freaks even by my standards.”
She tucked the pendant away again, “That mount is a fragment of it I guess, a prize sort of for defeating the beast and surviving maybe? It doesn’t show any of the aggression that the original one had though it does have some strange properties like flying without wings and being a shifting mob of vines and darkness.”
Bam Joy, welcome to History 101 with a zombie, featuring teachers assistant Jason.
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