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 Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:23 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 2:48 pm
All Mental Players should check in once before posting. If you're not signed in by Sun, April 22, then I have no choice but to look for new members...unless I know the circumstance.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 3:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 5:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 7:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 9:33 pm
[Just in case you need it... Mental]
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 9:36 pm
((Ok guys, start when you're ready...))
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:33 pm
[Now that I can read and am in the right forum.]
So, now there was another voice to float about Vixen's lovely head. Great. Just ******** great. She could barely deal with the stress of one voice, but now two? This was going to be a very fun time. A hoot. Now that her anger left her.
Imprisoned?
Did that lady seriously just say she was imprisoned? How could Vixen be a prisoner of her own body when she absolutely adored it as was? Surely this Moonlight person had herself mistaken. Vixen was far from prisoner. She loved it, and would not have herself any other way. As for this obeying thing. Vixen was rather torn about it. She hardly obeyed Ellisent. Now she had to yield to some owner of this dazzling destructive machine? The girl just did not know. She was rather befuddled. All she knew was that when Moonlight enunciated that last syllable, a violent tremor spasmed her muscles. It held a hint of something far worse than Ellisent had caused. Vixen loved power, not pain. She might just have to stay put. For a bit.
However, her curiosity was holding her to a certain orb. It glowed with silent promises of escape, of wonder. It fascinated her to no end. It was very capturing, that thing. Her body walked towards it a bit, Moonlight as she could be unfairly called. Her feet clicked against the floor.
Can I touch it?
It was a simple question to her new body buddy. Whatever she was now.
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Lovely Oddity rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:44 pm
((Vixen))
One step...two steps...thr-
Suddenly, and without warning, the orb exploded into millions of droplets of water, covering the room. Taken aback, Moonlight let out a surprised snarl. Wiping the water from its glaring eyes, the beast was only left stunned yet again.
Before her stood a...a...mermaid?
The pale, slender female sported a long, flowing, rainbow tail that plumed as if it were feathers...she was clad in a gold-plated vest that draped effortlessly over her silken shoulders...and her azure cascades of hair gracefully topped the rest off. Around her entire body seemed to emanate a...form of aura or ambiatic light. Moreso, she was hovering above the very spot where she should have been...flipper-ing...A power and grace filled the room to its entirety...Her defined face twisted in a detached smirk, she stared straight ahead.
Moonlight's lip curled. In all honesty, this strange...stark majesty was all pretty disusting. Sunflower meadows, successful heart translplant, babies smiling kind of disgusting. Stupid really...seriously, why the ******** would a mermaid pop out of an orb? Why was the orb even here in the first place?
You are not to leave this room.
Oh. Well. Now it's clear, then. Was this b***h serious? Because with a grand entrance like that, nothing seemed real anymore...
As if being an 8 foot tall minotaura was an everyday happening.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:48 pm
[OMG did Jesse win again...?]
emo
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 11:58 pm
Well this was just dandy, wasn't it? There, floating before her very vision, was a mermaid. As if that was not bad enough, she had the nerve to order her about as if she were some child. That in itself was absolutely absurd. She did not get ordered around anymore. She was no longer on the lower levels, and this bossiness just was not appealing. If the fish wanted respect, then she better earn some. Vixen did not just hand that stuff out for free. That Moonlight lady was an exception. She could cause pain. Ellisent was too, sometimes. He coud also cause pain. As far as she was concerned, this magical fish could not do anything but float there and look pretty. What a b***h.
It did seem as though Vixen was stuck their for the current moment. The orb offered no escape. Unless, the mermaid knew a way out. She quite possibly did.
"Why must I stay here? There are so many things to explore out there, and this cell is absolutely disgusting."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 12:13 am
((Vixen))
The haunting voice cleared its throat.
Actually, miss, I am a siren. We sirens are quite different than the puny mermaid race...of which only a few exist...
No, we sirens are...special.
Every sound rung clear as a bell, hanging in the air until the next one took its place. She now circled the room silently, caressing your table with the utmost edge of her unusually long fingernails...
You are to stay here until the master arrives...for he is coming to give you your Judgement. I would daresay it would be in your best interest to get back up on this...lovely table...or I may be forced to restrain you myself...and, well, seeing as how you're not in the *best* of conditions...I would take me up on this offer. That's the kind of thing that nice Espers like I do for petty mortals like you...
So...what'll it be?
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 12:18 am
"Ah, yes, well, this table is just not suitable for one such as myself. It is small and constrains me, and I do not find that at all comfortable. So, I have to decline your offer."
Since when did this development occur. Vixen, the puny mortal? She refused such a notion. She was not petty. Of all things to describe her, of all adjectives, petty was not one. The mere entertainment of such thought made her snarl with anger and disgust. Absolute foulness was what the word tasted like. Horrendous. At least this thing was not a mermaid. Vixen preferred the deceivably cruel to the perpetual good.
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