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 Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:17 am
((I am here. And don't call me Shirley.))
Raedou's armor was bronze. A dark bronze. It might as well have been called a shiny brown. His armor was now a crappy brown, and his dark scarlet clothing was now soaked with mud.
He wiped the disgusting, dirty substance away from his visor, drew his sword and looked around.
"What is the meaning of this?!" he scowled, "If this is a childish joke, it will soon become a bloodbath!"
He turned to Farfarello, glaring vengefully, clutched the demon by the horns and rammed him head-first into a nearby tree. He then looked around again, ignoring Farfarello completely, searching for the malicious source of the muds of evil.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:22 am
Farfarello was not surprised by Raedou's vengeance. He was, however, dangling just above the bumpy tree roots, scratching and grabbing at them frantically with his splayed toes trying to gain a base. Failing, Farfarello (through a display of incredible flexibility) curved his back in a backwards arch, planting his feet flatly on the tree. He pushed off very hard with his legs, trying to dislodge his horns.
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The Amazing Flying Circus
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 9:05 am
Raedou smiled.
"I won't laugh at you like you did to me, bean sprout," he said, "but I will stand here and watch you squirm like the helpless little insect you are, and-"
SMACK! The Ganzi's face met another blob of mud.
"BY GANZIGA'S HORNS!!!" he bellowed, throwing his back forward and wiping the mud away from his visor... again.
"Let the pitiful WORM show himself," he growled, searching for the source... again, "and I will take his tricks and turn them against him a HUNDREDFOLD!!!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 4:14 pm
"Finally, some attention!" came the high-pitched, playful child's voice from the direction of the shallow pond. "Come, come; rinse yourselves off and we can all be merry and happy!" A laugh of childish delight followed this, still from a source technically unseen.
Sighing, Jaeto helped to dislodge Farfarello, not caring for tricky and immature antics, and glanced in the direction of the pond, before raising an eyebrow to Raedou.
Well, the glance said, do we go?
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The Amazing Flying Circus
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:05 pm
((Wait, is he out, or is Jaeto just helping?))
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:59 pm
((Whichever. Not to godmod.))
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:34 am
Raedou looked around, his face twisted with confusion.
"Where... what... who..." he wondered, "Oh. I know what this is."
Without another word, he turned and walked straight for the pond, his metal boots squishing into the muddy surface that soaked the forest.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 4:36 pm
Silence met Raedou's squishy steps, although a few tiny bugs could, if one had hearing approximately four times as powerful as a canine's, be heard screaming in agony as their little lives were snuffed out unmercifully.
Jaeto wordlessly followed Raedou, at a distance of about three yards behind, as they stepped through the mud. Water... to wash off with, he thought.
The trees seemed ordinary. They were brown, rough, and with green leaves. The mud seemed ordinary. It was brown, squishy (like somebody's mother), and generally unpleasant. The pond seemed ordinary. It was wet, damp, and not dry.
Oh, and it was glowing faintly. That's ordinary, correct?
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The Amazing Flying Circus
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 4:59 pm
Farfarello (who had been rattled by Jaeto's pull) dislodged himself completely with one more forceful push from his legs. There were twelve resounding cracks as nearly all of the demon's vertebra snapped back into place. Years of carried stress were instantly erased. It felt so good, in fact, that Farfarello fell to the ground and simply lay there. He would have told Raedou and Jaeto that he would catch up, but was simply too content where he was and did not want to move a single muscle.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:31 pm
((You and your anatomy! xd ))
((And I got that joke about my mother instantly, Z. xd ))
Raedou did not hear the insect cries, but he did hear the wind. He heard, and smelled, the spirits of this wood, and he sensed that one of them... was all around him.
"Spirit of the forest." he recited, trying to be a little dramatic, "Hear my request and reveal yourself."
He then thought for a moment. This spirit sounded like a child...
"Or else... er, we won't play with you." he added.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:39 pm
((Wo-o-ow. I read Raedou's first sentence, thinking, 'Pft. Spirit of the POND. He won't get a reply to that.'
Then I read the last sentence. And thought, 'Oh.'))
"Spirit of the pond. Of the POND!" shouted a crystalline, bell-like voice, as a blue girl about the size of a finger rose out of the puddle--er, pond. She was pouting and stomping (on air) and finally placed her hands on her hips before a giant frog (big enough to fit an entire human head inside of its mouth) rose through the surface of the water to... wow, to barf the brown, mud-like substance, in Raedou's direction.
Not mud. Frog-barf. Whoa...
The frog sank quickly back under the pond's surface as soon as its brown projectile had left its gaping mouth. The mud shot like a rock sent from a catapult, and although its aim was true (as it always was) its speed was a little slow--just enough time for a wary person to avoid it. Which probably meant not a single soul in this wood, besides the faerie, could. ((XD))
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:56 pm
((I actually meant "spirit of the forest" like just a spirit that lives in the forest, not a forest-governing spirit. Oopsie.))
Raedou, being the slow-to-react Ganzi that he was, did not move in time. The blob of frog-barf hit him square in the face, and his keen Ganzian senses met the putrid smell that was seeping through his visor. Howling with disgust, he keeled over, screeching and clutching his eyes. Floods of strange, unpronounceable curse words escaped his mouth as he pointed a trembling finger at the wannabe Lady of the Lake.
"You... you foolish girl!!" he roared, "I meant 'spirit of the forest' like a spirit that lives in the forest, not a forest-governing spirit! You, being a spirit yourself, should have known the ancient words!"
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:59 pm
((Actually, it smells like mud. 'Tis what they've been pelted with the whole time.))
The faerie giggled. "POND," she reiterated. "And I thought you wanted to play?" She gestured at the place now empty of a barfing frog, looking confused but delighted nonetheless.
((Gtg.))
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 9:04 pm
((Kaye, see you. Your grandmother is in my prayers.))
Raedou glared at the girl. He had always hated children.
"We will play with you," he said, "but first, you must tell us your name."
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