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 Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 12:23 am
Stella watched the exchange unfold with a casual interest. Thats one of the reasons I'm waiting to have kids... she told herself as she carefully returned the trinket she had been playing with to its shelve for fear of receiving a wench to the head as well. Popping into the conversation for lack of anything else to fiddle with, Stella points out some flaws with Garekk's statement. "You're a very rare specimen of your kind." Stella starts, "Most you see are simple thugs, that would beat you up just for fun."
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 12:25 pm
(I noticed the RP, I apologize for any delay I caused. I haven't been inspired as of late. I don't want to give any lazy, half***ed posts. Has anyone else's page have a weird issue going on with the words right now? The whole page is wonky. Nevermind, look like it's all fixed now.)
Jace followed along with Garekk. He seemed fortunate enough that Stella would be accompanying them. That was certainly a relief for the Artificer, but he had spoken too soon. She appeared to have an interest in trinkets...
In any case, Jace crossed his arms. Hopefully Stella simply kept her space away from him. Thinking back, many times their incidents seemed more like circumstance. Just to be on the safe side however, he stood quietly on the opposite side of the orc.
Adding to the conversation, Jace held up a sign. "She does have a point."
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 10:17 pm
(OOC: I hear you Shade, I've kind of lost my love for this place a bit too. :/ so I'll get a post when I can as well. ^^; )
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 9:18 am
Turning to Stella the orc frowned. Her words did ring true though. Orcs generally were not the most intelligent races of the wastes. They had formed tribal groups though quite as much, the tribes would mostly keep to them selves pillaging from nearby towns close to their tribal lands. "I know... just I've seen too many youngsters perish in my lifetime. I can't save them all. Tollo especially, known him since he was a baby."
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 12:36 pm
Grex quietly followed behind them listening to Cattlya boasting about her victories and achievements. This woman seemed to have a kind of reputation that depended on how you first met her. If you became her enemy you would be stomped to the ground, yet if you became her friend, she would probably do everything in the world to protect you. She wasn't very hard to read, like her attire and her curvy figure, Cattlya left her personality out in the open for everyone to see. It was kind of cute actually, at least the trip so far hadn't been boring. When she gripped her axe and asked about getting the door he gave a nod. " Do what your heart tells you." he said calmly waiting to see what this crazy woman had in mind. ================================================ Tollo S-Shut up! I'm not a kid!! Frank began to smoke his pipe quietly, listening to the growling Orc, the mysterious magic caster, and the mute fighter. What a group, still out of all the years of livin' he had done, Frank had seen some pretty wild groups of people walk through his doors. At least the Minotaur woman wasn't here, everytime that woman visited she always wrecked the place. After a bit of smoking he walked over and slapped the Orc on the back and grinned. Before the man could say anything he was given a bag of coins. "Don't ya worry about Tollo. Or the parts, I'm sure it's been a wild trip and you three are exhausted. I'll make sure to get your parts to ya by tonight or tomorrow. Here, use this and have a drink, ya look like you could use one." he said kindly. Taking another long puff he shook his head. "I love and care for the boy, but this is a lesson he'll have to learn himself. If anything terrible happens I'll step in to protect him. Of course, if you happen to stumble upon him first then it's only fair you get to beat on who's ever harrassing him. I'm old, I ain't as fast as I used ta be! Make no mistake, I ain't given up on him. That's why I put up with Tollo's pranks. He's got a heart of gold underneath all of that dirt. If I can't get to him on time, could you..bring him back to me safely please? His parents would turn in their graves if they knew I let their boy die on me." he sighed then gave a smile to the group. Frank then returned to the counter and began to search around to see if he had any extra parts for the Orc laying about. If he was lucky, he just might. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Before the Minotauress could burst into the guild, Tollo had beat her to it thanks to a short cut he knew. The leader sat upon a chair surrounded by gold, and being fanned by voluptuous women in bikini's. The other members were drinking, eating, and enjoying themselves up until the kid entered. All of them were quietly watching the scene. " So let me get this straight? You want me to return the Titan parts you gave me?" he asked a wry smirk upon his face. Tollo stood there, his hands balled into fists. " Y-Yes! It turns out my Gramp's needs them! So cough them up!" he demanded on trembling legs. Roaring laughter echoed about the room, but it was quickly shushed by the leader. Glaring down at the boy he sighed and snapped a finger. One of the women came to sit upon his lap and the leader was now gently running a hand down the side of her body. " A child with no style, dares to try and order me around? Normally, on most days I would have shared in the enjoyment and laughter. Such a ridiculous request. Though that was a part of the test, I don't do very kindly to go back on words. We had a deal, and you gave me the parts on that deal. So they are mine!" he said as the woman blushed being carressed in his strong arms. Tollo frowned. Yes he did do that, but..he thought they were just junk parts his Grandfather didn't need. Biting his lip he stomped his foot on the ground. " S-So! I want them back! I've even got money to pay for them!!" he said throwing a tiny bag of coins down on the ground. The leader looked at the boy, the bag, and pushed the girl off of his lap. Laughing loudly he drew his sword and held it to the boy's neck. " For one so small a frail, you bring me a sum that is equally small. As I told you child, you have no style. At first I was being generous, but I have no use for a child in my group. So I will hold you ransom and bleed your Grandfather dry. It is how men with style do things. Besides, that has been my plan all along. Your heart is too good to really be bad like me." he said with an evil grin. Tollo stared at him shocked. This whole time...everything he had done....all the tasks he had painfully done...everything...was nothing but a lie! He could feel tears welling in his eyes. These guys, didn't want him!? Yet the warriors guild, mages guild, and various other guilds in the city didn't want him either! All Tollo wanted was to learn some kind of skill and make good money to help out his Grandfather! Closing his eyes he began to shake his fists. " Why you dirty...ugly...stupid...jerkface! I ain't gonna be no ransom for anybody!!" he shouted back looking up into the heartless eyes of the man before him. Laughing again his face grew dark and serious. " Sorry tasteless boy, but you don't have any choice in that matter. Now quit flapping your tongue around before I cut it out of your head!" Around the room his men had their weapons drawn too. Tollo was trapped, defenseless and unarmed! The two women were even giggling at the silly child. He suddenly just wanted to crawl away and go hide in his bed for the rest of his life.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 3:39 pm
{Ya know,} I said with a purr. {I think this might be a good opportunity for me to stretch my wings a lil' bit.}
Watching Cattleya I got an evil catty grin that showed off my glowing metallic teeth. {I think I'll join her. I just might get eat someone... or two... or three.}
I took off from Keera's shoulder and flew over to the Minotauress, circling around her for a moment before landing on her head. I mewed and curled my tail around me.((~wonders if anyone will get the joke~))
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 3:40 pm
Cattleya, The Charging Guillotine=============================================== Cattleya sighed her ears picking up bits of what was going on inside as she cracked her knuckles. As her hand moved down along the axe to it's chain spinning around like it was a Flail. Throwing back away from her into the sky so it wouldn't hurt anyone before pulling the chain back making the axe catapult into the door destroying the door and a portion of the wall around. "Style? tasteful!? Rats such as you don't know style or taste shouldn't use words such as this." Cattleya said walking forward with a smile on her face however underneath her blood was boiling mad at what she heard from outside the door. She moved straight the the throne in spite of the guards around only kicking them slightly to push them out of her way. "The Thieves guild doesn't leave any trace of what they steal or information about their heist until it's time for ransom... now I found you guys easily so your no thieves. I would disgrace myself to call you bandits.... thugs perhaps? no no thugs have a chance for redemption under tutelage. Scum... yeah Scum is good." She said grabbing the leader of the "Scum" and throwing him off his throne as she sat down on it. Her axe in her arms, "I'll show you what REAL style looks like... your not leaving here until your in your underwear and running to the guard for santuary." She said on the throne with a smile befitting a demon queen who had just returned home. "Also a bit of advice... KNOW where you established headquarters. Cause this place is mine." =============================================== OOC: Com messing up so I couldn't bold what she is saying sorry
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 6:03 pm
Tollo S-Shut up! I'm not a kid!! Suddenly the door nearly burst into the room, and half the wall as well. Placing a hand to his forehead, a large sigh had escaped his lips. Great the Mad Cow Woman was back. Before he could do anything she grabbed him by the collar and chucked him over her shoulder, stealing his throne. His throne he had worked hard for, and stepped on so many people to get! While the other men were starting to cower and undress the leader stood up and pulled out a comb. With a fancy twirl he stared at the hefty chested cow woman. Tollo had ducked for cover on the floor where he stood. Realizing that his head was still on his shoulders he popped up to his feet and let out a sigh of relief. The golden haired boy glanced up at the woman sitting on the throne now. Looking back at the leader, a sly smirk fell upon his face. Pretending to fake cry Tollo walked up to Cattlya and stared up at her with adorable child-like eyes. " P-Pardon Miss Excellence. I-I came here to get some Titan parts that were stolen from my Grandfather's shop. I-I don't want to trouble a beautiful, powerful, fierce, woman like yourself. Uhh...I don't have m-much but..b-but...c-could I possibly..have my parts back...Pretty Please?" he asked cutely. " I-I'll polish your axe for you in return. I'm a good polisher." Yet he was suddenly shoved out of the way when the leader came over. " Pah! If anyone in this place lacks style, it's YOU." he growled looking away from the woman. Arms crossed he held a sly grin. " A woman that's supposed to be a champion of the blood pits, running away from this town with her tail between her legs. Abandoning the codes of this guild and charging around like a wild bull. You have no right to leadership. A woman that abandoned us, her lifestyle, and what she used to stand for. Pah, the old Cattleya would have slaughtered everyone I guess you've just grown soft, like that hefty chest of yours!" he growled anger surging through his veins. " Leave! You stink like a barn you cow woman! Go bad to the mud pits where you belong." he mused. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grex looked at the mage after the Minotauress burst into the place. Crossing his arms he watched quietly and shook his head as the man was making his threats. " I doubt he won't leave this place without any broken bones." he quietly said to the heavily pregnant mage. " Still, is she always like this? You two seem to know each other really well." he asked out of curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 7:39 pm
Cattleya, The Charging Guillotine=============================================== Cattleya looked at the kid from her throne as well as the other thugs smartly do what she said as she nodded. As the leader rambled she tried to look past him to the boy that was sucking up and shoved away, he seemed familiar. However the loud man in front of her wouldn't shut up for five seconds so she could key him in. "kid if the suck up routine was real I'd probably would have fallen for it however I will concentrate on you after this okay." Her eyes turned to the man trying to get under her skin as she laughed at what he was saying, "My my so we have some rumors about me running? people do have a good imagination these days don't they?" She said petting the cat on her head before holding her in her arms and petting. "So perhaps some clarity is in order to tell you how wrong you are." She said putting the cat up on her head and moving closer to the leader slowly but surely moving him to the wall, glaring at any gang member that may try to help him. "See the cushy arena life was fun... however even if it's a fighting life a blade dulls easily when doing the same thing over and over again. There is treasures none have seen for years and years... and I like a true bandit will find them and claim them... THAT is style." She said grabbing the man by his mouth before he could speak and holding him up by his face. "Sitting on the throne letting cronies do the work.... BORING! I'd rather take what I want myself from land to land. Not just Scrapp but the world! I left to expand my territorial grasp you little maggot while you sat on the throne of lies. I'm stronger then I was in the arena and I'm gracious enough to give you a chance at life." She said letting him down hard onto the ground, "if we are all rich... their would be no monsters... and that is my goal. To find the biggest most fabulous treasure in the WORLD and go down as the woman how made the world rich. Then my children and my children's children will have something to look forward too!" She said while moving back to the throne and sitting down on it with her legs crossed. "Now my little roaches... ALL but the kid go run and find sanctuary you have 10 seconds before I sick my cat on you. 5 seconds after that I'm coming after you! now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" =============================================== OOC:
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 7:48 pm
Listening to Grex made the elf ponder for a second as she prepared a spell for what could happen here if a battle did ensue. She didn't have many ideas for the future before she had managed to have her spell mishap but now she had to find somewhere new settle down. Keera shook off the toughts and let Cattleya charge into the building. Inside the magister took the rear guard holding her staff ready to whack anyone or freeze them of they made the wrong move. Cattleya was in front with Grex behind her Katarina was now perched on the minotaurs head. Surprisingly none of the squatters had done anything here. A young boy was also cowering in the room, he seemed unhurt before scrambling to Cattleya,. Keera stepped forward slowly to not show her obviousness. “You're not going to insult my friend. Just because she abandoned you just doesn't mean she's a coward.” Keera growled flatly. “So what knife ears?” One of the others shouted the common insult towards her kind. The offending person found themselves incased in an ice tomb up to his neck due to a quick cast from the magister. “Grex, Cattleya would not back down from any challenge, especially with her title involved. Where else did you think she got “the charging guillotine” from.” "You heard her... get out all of you before I immolate you, incase you in ice," whacking her staff on the frozen man at her boot tips" or make your head explode..." –--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Garekk nodded grimly. “I'll find her Frank, make no mistake.” The orcish templar fingered the axe on his back. He had had the thing for years and it still stayed sharp. He just hoped he wouldn't have to use it. Because of his strict upbringing the Orc would rather incapacitate his opponents than directly hacking them to pieces.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 7:55 pm
I squeezed my eyes and purred as for a short moment Cattleya petted me softly. She put me back onto her head and I glanced around the room, getting a strangely unnerving catty grin on my face that showed off bright orange glowing teeth as my tiny wings fluttered. I licked my lips very visibly when she refereed to me...
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 8:20 pm
Tollo S-Shut up! I'm not a kid! Damn it didn't work! Who the heck is this lady? he thought biting his lip and looking away. A blush of embarrassment on his face. Tollo suddenly felt like he was in deep trouble. The leader gasped as she grabbed his mouth. The boy watched in awe and shock as she began to speak. This woman was aiming her goals as high as the stars. Heck possibly even higher! She wasn't going to stop until she carved her name in history! A large lump grew in Tollo's throat, this woman was awe inspiring and frightening at the same time. The leader didn't know what hit him, after being slammed into the ground he staggered a bit before he ran out the door. His two main henchmen after him, the other thieves weren't sure what to do. Yet when a very pregnant elf magister, and another human swordsman entered a lot of them were slowly heading for the large gaping hold Cattleya had made. When her threat was shouted, the room was cleared faster than you could hear a pin drop. The only ones remaning were the allies the Minotauress had brought along, and the boy. Tollo, who was pretty much terrified by now, was hiding underneath a table shaking. His hands over his head, his eyes closed, the boy was scared. What would these people do to him? Was he going to die? The thought of making his Grandfather sad filled his heart and his mind. He knew he should have stayed in bed today! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grex watched the scene, after following after the elf. He would draw his blades if he needed to, but the women had this. Smiling softly at her speech, Grex was impressed. So she was going to leave her mark in history, not only that, look for a way to make everyone rich too? He doubted the monsters could be stopped with money. Monsters would keep coming, but if that was her dream it was a nice dream to follow. Once everyone cleared the room, including the man who was frozen and now unfrozen, he noticed the boy cowering underneath the table. Frowning slightly, surely Cattleya wasn't going to harm a defenseless child. Sure she was a guillotine but the boy didn't seem like much of a fighter.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 9:05 pm
Cattleya, The Charging Guillotine=============================================== Cattleya smiled wide as she looked at the people flee from her sight, "yup... Still got it. If everyone were rich they could have monster defenses and there would be no monsters. Except the ones to hunt... the hunters will become the hunted and so on so forth." She said mostly talking her herself as she smiled at her motives, however right now she had to make good on her promise as she moved to the hiding boy. Her hand gently moving his chin so she could get a very good look at him as if trying to remember something. It took awhile of her just looking at Tollo's face before it hit her like a ton of bricks, "AH your frank the tank's grandson. Now I remember!" Cattleya said giggling, "oh I heard that arena emperor retired but man when he fought with those machines... Used to send chills down my spine. Hell when I fought that old man when he came out of retirement for a match he broke off my horns... I wonder if he still has them. Frank was the reason I left the arena to get stronger and find my path." She said completely running down memory lane before shaking her head, "now why would your grandfathers parts be here? the man has a security that would cause a war zone if anyone tried to steal from him?" She asked with her hands on her hips and look directly in Tollo's eyes. =============================================== OOC:
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 9:49 pm
Tollo S-Shut up! I'm not a kid!! When he felt her easily remove the table he was hiding under, Tollo felt like he was going to die. It was then he felt the gentle touch of her hand force their eyes to meet. Odd, the blood rage was gone, and now replaced with something soft and motherly. His eyes began to water a bit, not faking it this time, as she spoke about his grandfather. Frank the Tank. He was one of the few in the arena to get a statue. When he was a younger man, people thought he was crazy. He wasn't as built as most of the fighters in the arena, and on top of it he always fought with machines. Something no one had ever tried before. There had been times when he would lose or come close to death himself, but Frank always came back for more and never gave up.
At first, he fought to win money to run his business. During that time, money had been tight and his stupid son had run off and got himself married, leaving no one else to attend to the shop. A year later Tollo was born, and a few years after that, the young child's parents had died. After that incident, Frank retired from the arena to grieve and search for a new path in life. Up until then no one had really been able to rise to fame like he had. Until one day Frank had heard a rumor of a Minotaur woman crushing everything in sight.
Cattlya the Charging Guillotine was what they called her, and she was damn good too! Tollo was too young to be allowed to watch the fights, and Frank himself wouldn't allow the boy to see that kind of world. In fact, he had done everything he could just to keep the child out of it! So he would let a close friend of his watch the boy while he would venture down into the arena to see if this little "rumor" was true.
Normally, people would spread them, to try and get him fighting again. Frank the Tank was unpredictable in the arena. There would be times you thought he was going to lose his head, only to have him blow the head off of the thing he was fighting with a timed explosive. Unlike all the other times, this rumor had been true. Watching the woman, he was impressed. She had a chest that would knock a man flat on his face, and it was hard to believe how she could deal with it, but man when she fought. It was like cutting a hot knife through butter.
She flowed with the battle, like it was in her blood. Her soul! That got the old man's blood pumping and he came out of retirement. Only this time, he fought for Tollo. And even though he was an old man, Frank the Tank was still tough as nails. He fought with a new passion and pushed his old bones past it's limits.
His fight with Cattleya would be the last duel in the arena. Their fight had been one filled with suspense. Just when you thought one of them was about to win, they would come up and keep fighting. The silly girl had even broken his leg! Ah, what a fight. Timing the bomb on her horns to blow them off her head. She eventually won the match, but it was one to remember.
Ever since, there hadn't been many like the Charging Guillotine or The Tank. Though the old man would sneak down to the arena sometimes to see if there were any new bloods that might aim for the status.Of course came the question he didn't want to answer. Biting his lip he shook a bit in fear. This woman was scary, and Tollo got the feeling she wasn't one to mess with. " I...I-I..uhh...s-stole them..." he said poking his fingers together. Looking down at the ground shamefully he began to sniffle. " I-I..I-I wanted to prove that I-I was..w-was capable of b-being in their g-guild M-Ma'am! But I...b-but I...." looking up at her, his eyes full of genuine tears Tollo ran to her, hugging the woman's waist and burying his face in her stomach. Now crying he didn't want to look at her, but strangely felt she was safe to hug! Shaking he balled for a while until he let out a giant gasp. " I..was only doing this for Gramps. H-He works so hard every d-day! He also is getting old and his joints aren't working that w-well! My Grandpa does so much for me, I wanted to do something for him! I have tried to join so many guilds in this city, to do jobs for extra money! Yet everyone thought I was too small or not qualified enough. T-This guild was the only guild that was going to give me a chance! B-But I was lied too! I-I stole those parts for a test, b-but Gramps n-needed them for a customer!! I-I'm sorry!!! Please don't kill me!! Don't sick your fire kitty on me either! I don't taste good!!" he stated in a shaky voice. Unlike before, Tollo was being honest. Deep down, he knew he wasn't made for this kind of life, but his grandfather needed help. There weren't many customers coming to the shop like there used to be. So Tollo just wanted to work to help with food and stuff. He loved and cared for his grandfather and he also knew the man wasn't to blame for his parent's deaths. Tollo had buried everything inside, and now it came gushing out, he couldn't stop crying. He just hoped she wasn't going to hurt him for getting her outfit wet with his tears.
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 10:14 pm
I gave a mewling chuckle when the boy, who was this, Frank's the Tank's, grandson, seemed to shiver at the thought of me eating him. Though, as I lounged on her head as she listened to the boy, I looked on as I started to think deeply.
That was funny... did my reputation proceed me here in Scrapp? Or were Firecats common monsters around here that they were highly feared? They were very rare from what I understood, only gathering in large numbers to signify disaster.
I, myself, had never been in this city before. I didn't know of this Frank the Tank or Cattlya the Charging Guillotine.
Though, as I thought, I thought of all the places like Scrapp I had visited. There was even one that had a underground Bloodbath Arena similar to the one this city had. I had made a name for myself in a few of those places; Katarina the FireCat, Lady Flameclaw, The Flying Pyrotiger. I usually got a good amount of gold out of the deal, and if nothing else a nice snack.
I wonder what kind of Challenge this Bloodbath arena would give...
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