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MoonKitsune rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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 Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 4:45 pm
OOC Name: Calder Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Kelpie General appearance: Long-haired, effeminate man in a sweater and kilt with horse ears, tail, and legs. HP: 60/60
He looked about and picked a direction.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:18 pm
This human was heavy and while Calder was strong, the fog made him feel tired and not up to par to how much he could usually hall. Passports were great, but he had been hoping to use one in a better setting. Instead, he was lugging a very dirty human about who wasn't even awake enough to talk to him. Well, at least he liked fish.
Adjusting his grip of the human over his shoulder, he tried to keep him from slipping off and continued to wander the fog, ears up and turning about as he tried to hear for anything. This was difficult with the fog being the odd way it was, and then the undying and shadowlings moving here and there. Just as he moved from one place, he heard another noise and followed that. When he noticed that he was just jerking back and forth from one spot to another, he decided just to try walking in one direction and then after a while walking in another.
He really was glad he wasn't in the mapping business.
After a while, he had to stop and set the human down, setting him on his side and looking him over. Pudgy face, big glasses, and just all …soft meat. Yet there wasn't energy or any fear and it was the closet to a human he had gotten without being harmed. Leaning down, he gave him a sniff and sat back up. Hmm. Odd smelling too. Leaning again, he gave him just a little lick on his brow and cringed. Ew. Not good either.
Picking him back up, he started to walk again and finally managed to find a portal. Thank the seven hells!
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:45 pm
This was not a safe place. This place did not look human friendly. This place looked bad, and as he stood there, his lumpy human next to him, slumping down slowly to the ground, Calder looked about very confused. Where was the little elf? Where were the other volunteers? Where was a happy little herd of humans he could set his free with?
He was on a road, and out in the distant, he saw a tower. A very big building bigger than he had seen anywhere in Halloween. The place was in vines, and for a moment, he felt relief and comfort to think Barth was somehow here, somehow connected and all around him, but looking there he felt only pain and a foreign-ness he disliked. Everything felt raw and sore, and he turned away, holding his head and pulling at his hair to somehow sooth the unfamiliar, sharp pain with one more mute and familiar.
The ground shook and he reached for his person, but as he did, he froze as he saw something both haunting, amazing, beautiful, and terrifying. It put his own stallion form to shame seeing a massive stallion move over him. Dropping to his knees, he looked up, eyes wide as he saw what he felt was one of his gods, a entity of the deep waters come to him for something and yet when it came, it was not this. It was not majesty and from his kind, but something not at all of his kind. It was not kin. It was not kind. It was terrifying and wrong and as it drew closer, taking the breathe from him, he saw what it was made of.
It would take him and he would be the nothings that made him, the somethings that were now gone, and left here to be this mass.
Like him, the fog had the right idea and moved away, and Calder felt the panic of being taken for good. His body shuttered and as he took on his mare form, he pulled the human on his back, suctioned her skin, and ran. RAN AND RAN AND RAN AS MUCH AS HER KIND AND BREED ALLOWED HER. A mare from a stallion of two completely different worlds.
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:05 pm
OOC Name: Calder Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Kelpie General appearance: Long-haired, effeminate man in a sweater and kilt with horse ears, tail, and legs. HP: 55/60 OOC Character's name: Morris Hubertson Character's faction: University Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short, balding, 56 year old proffessor with large, thick glasses. Sounds like Droopy Dog. HP: 25/30
She ran as quick as she ever had, as quick as the panic took her, but with as many strides she took, the horse was still a bigger horse and overtook her in long, powerful strides. In a moment, it bucked and threw it's head into her, sending her falling to the side and picking herself upright before throwing her body forward and racing again.
She had to go or else all she was was lost for good - and worse, Barth and Zar would never know what would happen. That he went to town and never returned - and never would.
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:27 pm
OOC Name: Calder Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Kelpie General appearance: Long-haired, effeminate man in a sweater and kilt with horse ears, tail, and legs. HP: 55/60 OOC Character's name: Morris Hubertson Character's faction: University Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short, balding, 56 year old proffessor with large, thick glasses. Sounds like Droopy Dog. HP: 25/30
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:28 pm
MoonKitsune OOC Name: Calder Faction: Halloween Suspecies/Division: Kelpie General appearance: Long-haired, effeminate man in a sweater and kilt with horse ears, tail, and legs. HP: 55/60 OOC Character's name: Morris Hubertson Character's faction: University Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short, balding, 56 year old proffessor with large, thick glasses. Sounds like Droopy Dog. HP: 25/30
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:30 pm
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