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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:01 pm
 Just then, the door to the room opened and in stepped a muttering black man. When Ali looked up, he grew silent and just stared forward. He was looking at the back of a half naked possibly either man or woman. It was facing a woman who was knelt down with her head level to the half naked one's waist.
"........"
And something was glowing.
"...OH HELL NAW, ********! GET YO b***h ASSES OUTTA MY ROOM, THIS AINT NO ******** WHORE HOUSE! GO DO YO NASTY a** BUSINESS SOMEPLACE ELSE!!"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:36 pm
Melethia Dagon Crafter of Flames The healing was working well now. Melethia was proud of her work. She was just about done healing him when she heard something.
"...OH HELL NAW, ********! GET YO b***h ASSES OUTTA MY ROOM, THIS AINT NO ******** WHORE HOUSE! GO DO YO NASTY a** BUSINESS SOMEPLACE ELSE!!" The half-dragon growled as she stood up and looked at the person who said that. The dragon features showing itself once again.
"Well," She growled out, "I'm not ******** WHORE! I SURE AS HELL WASN'T GIVING HIM MOUTH PLEASURE! I AM HEALING THIS MAN!" She points to Legault. "WITH THIS THING! A STAFF! EVER SEE ONE, OR ARE YOU STUPID LIKE THE REST OF THESE PIECES OF s**t!?" Melethia then took a few steps towards him. "NOW I SUGGEST YOU GET OUT BEFORE I TOAST YOUR a**!" Do you think I care what happens...
...Just perish by my flames.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:47 pm
Jaren popped up behind Ali's shoulder, "Sound's like she was playing with his staff Ali... or wait... was he playing with her staff?". The myrmidon was still stark naked and standing VERY close to Ali. "Oh I get it you're giving him, Sexual Healing I did the same thing for Ali once! Except without the sexual part."
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:05 pm
Ali shouted as Jaren suddenly popped up and started talking. He jumped and then spun around with wide, furious eyes while his hand was clenched over his heart. "DAMN IT, BOY! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!!" His eyes went down and up. "...AND WHY YOU ALWAYS NEKKID?!"
He shook his head at Jaren and then turned back to the woman. "And you! Are you out yo ********' mind?! Comin' in to someone else's room and then makin' all freaky nasty?! I don even know if that's a man!" he exclaimed, pointing towards the purple-haired person. "And then you tell me to get out?! b***h, you crazy! Nuh uhhhhh! No way! Not in my house, ********! You get yo a** the heeeeeell out!" He glanced over at the other person. "..And take yo booty call with ya!"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:50 pm
Melethia Dagon Crafter of Flames "I don't see anything that says that says that this is your room." She said with a smirk. "And besides this isn't your house. So you and Moss Shithead can go somewhere else." She was now about a foot away from Ali. "By the way," Melethia punched Ali in the face." I'm NOT A WHORE NOR WAS I DOING ANY SEXUAL ACTS! ******** men thinking with their junk and s**t." Do you think I care what happens...
...Just perish by my flames.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 8:22 pm
Ali jerked his head to the side as the fist came at him and then moved to the side as the woman's momentum brought her forward. He then followed by shoving her into Jaren all the while with a look on his face that screamed 'what the ******** is wrong with you'.
"Wh- di-" Ali gawked. "I am sayin' that this is my room, b***h! Are you not hearing me?! ARE. YOU. NOT. HEARING. ME!! " Ali rose his hands up and shook his head in disbelief that other people as annoying as Jaren existed. "No. No. N- quiet. Be qu- Shut your mouth. SHUT UP, ********." He threw his arms all the way up and let them crash to his sides. "..Just who in the ******** are you two?!"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 9:06 pm
Melethia Dagon Crafter of Flames So, that punch didn't work out correctly. Melethia got shoved into Jaren. Though the moment she realized she was even touching him, Melethia flailed and got off and away from him, shuttering all the while.
"Now I have to find a different top and burn this one!" She yelled. "I liked this top a** hole!" She then was yelled at to shut up. She thought about trying to punch him again, but thought it wasn't a good idea. She then realized she was being asked who she was.
"I'm Melethia Dagon," She then points to Legault. "And that guy, who is probably laughing in his mind about this, is Legault." Do you think I care what happens...
...Just perish by my flames.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 9:35 pm
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Legault's grin was all of two things - wide and smug. With his injuries mostly healed, the show before him was almost just too amusing for words. "And yet...I can't help but recall seeing this coming..." he murmured between muffled laughter. Of course, they had without a doubt taken someone else's room when they'd got in...but they'd sure hit the jackpot on this one.
The dark-skinned one was almost as funny to listen to as the naked one was...well, naked. Something about his foreign voice and the manner with which he spoke was just too strange. The best part was that Melethia was reciprocating his odd speech with her own fiery retorts.
Even, you know, when they were obviously in the wrong here. Breaking and entering one's room and looking like they'd been fornicating with each other would probably drive anyone up the wall. Chuckling a bit at the absurdity of it all, Legault began dressing himself back up again. He wasn't interested in joining their little interaction with one another, but that didn't mean he wasn't following it closely. After all, why would an audience member jump on stage when he could enjoy the professionals at work?
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...it looks like this won't be easy...
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 3:26 pm
xxxxxx"You foolish men who walk the earth like blasted kings!"
x "I will collect my trophies soon."8===========================> xx J e z e b e l xx <===========================8 xxxxxSuddenly, there was a shout outside the room, followed by a random bandit tumbling down the hall that passed the room like a bowling ball. Seconds later, Jezebel came to a screeching halt at the doorway, breathing heavily, and with a psychotic expression. She stared straight at Jaren, her hair dangling randomly over her face. She didn't notice that Legault and Melethia were there yet.
"There you are, you little twerp...! Think you can get away from ME?! Hyaaaaa!!!" She swung her poleaxe over her head and down at Jaren ferociously, not caring what damage she did to anything else.
"Your wangs shall be a fine addition to the others!"xxxx
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 8:30 am
The hairs on the back of Jaren`s neck stood up, as he heard a shout from the hall behind him, a moment later a bandit tumbled by. A moment later there was Jezebel, eyes and hair wild, staring at Jaren with what he thought was a lusty expression.
"O-oh Jezebel H-hi there, you look ummm, nice... wh-why are you staring at me lik---EEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAA SAVE ME ALI"
Being naked Jaren didn't have a sword with him... well he did but that sword probably would only make Jezebel angrier if he tried to defend himself with it, so instead he grabbed the nearest thing and used it like a shield.
Ali.
Grabbing a hold of the bandit he quickly spun him around so he was inbetween Jaren and Jezebel and the cowered behind his human shield, clinging his naked body to Ali's back he shouted at Jezebel.
"Jezey stop! Ali didn't do anything! He's innocent! Why don't you come back to my room with me and you and I can talk this over together... alone?" Jaren had a brilliant idea then, he could sweet talk her down! "Y-you look very pretty today! I like your short shorts! They make your rear look very desireable! And your axe really brings out your eyes!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 7:03 pm
Ali turned and looked unevenly pop-eyed at Jazebel as she burst into the room. The next thing he knew, he was being pulled in front of the axe that was coming down and the pop in his eyes suddenly grew thrice as large.
"What th-- UWAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
Ali pushed back, ramming Jaren's naked body into Legault, thereby sandwiching the boy in between him and the unfortunate assassin. Ali looked down to see that the axe had embedded itself into the floor, breaking part of the stone tile. "MAH FLOOR! Da ******** is wrong with everyone today?! Why you all in my room?! Aaaahh!!"
The now pissed off bandit turned around and clamped Jaren's mouth, which wasn't helping anyone. He then lifted the boy up by his arm, still clamping his mouth and turned towards Jezebel. "Here. Take him. Just take him out of my room first before you kill him."
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 8:45 pm
Melethia Dagon Crafter of Flames "I'm getting a headache watching this." The half-dragon grummbled.
Melethia at this point was seeing that this was going nowhere. She went back to pick up a sleep staff. The first cast of sleep went to Jezebel. Really, the woman was annoying her. The second one went to Jaren, because she was sure that unless the idiot was asleep, knocked out or dead, he wasn't going to stop.
"Now...maybe we can solve this problem a bit less stupidity." Do you think I care what happens...
...Just perish by my flames.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 7:40 pm
Melethia Dagon Crafter of Flames After that whole mess with rooms got cleared up, Melethia ended up with her own room. She was glad she got her own room. She looked out the window and saw it was almost night time. The half-dragon lit a candle so she had a bit more light.
Melethia sat down on her bed and rolled up her right pant leg past her knee to reveal a blue cloth. She unraveled the cloth and clutched it in her hand. She managed to keep a hold of it while in captivity in the asylum. Then again it was just a old headband.
She smelled the cloth even though the smell was mostly gone, there was a hint of ashes and steel still there. She then wrapped the cloth on her right arm. There was only one person who comes to her mind now. One person she has missed this whole time.
"Roy" Do you think I care what happens...
...Just perish by my flames.
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