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    Trixie sighs at what Revel says, she sits down on...whatever she is standing on. She starts thinking about who she would like to be. She didn’t want to be anything like what she was. She wanted to be free, not a person who always worried about what other people thought of her. She wouldn’t care about power or ego like Trixie did either. All of those things didn’t help Trixie in the past anyway. She imagines a girl with no ties to her previous life in any way….

    …This girl would be 17. Old enough to make her own decisions, but she would hardly have a care in the world. She’s attractive, because why not? But she wouldn’t even care about that either…. Her name would be Aella, and would be somewhat short and petite, but stronger than any other girl her size and is very agile. Her eyes are a light green and have excellent sight. She wears modest clothing, a little dull though. Perhaps like a man with trousers, a top and boots. Her hair is a light brown. Not too long, but it’s a little bit messy and flows around wherever, just like her personality…. Aella would go where she pleases and do what she wants whenever she wants to. She would be a free spirit. Just like the wind…. Speaking of the wind, that would be her unique power as well, not fire, ice, dark magic or anything like that, aella would be an air mage instead. Yes, she would have the ability to control the wind, and perhaps even other parts of the weather at times.

    Now Trixie starts thinking about Aella’s history. Where did she come from? What sort of life did she have? Trixie imagines she would be from a small town named Tiago... far to the South of Waise. Aella grew up there, but most of her childhood was rather unimportant. Her parents encouraged the young Aella to learn Air magic, as they were air mages themselves. She accepted and she eventually mastered their teachings. But for many years she had no idea of the great power she was really capable of. This all changed when she was 15. Whilst she was leaving school one day, a beastly bear-like creature attacked the town, and this was the event when Aella realized how truly powerful she was, even greater than that of her parents or anyone else in her town had ever known. That was the day she was crowned a hero to her people.

    When the monster entered town the villagers ran from it, and many were caught by surprise being injured and died. But Aella didn’t run. She confronted it, because the love for her people filled her with unexpected courage and she grew angrier and angrier upon each passing moment the beast was alive. She automatically focused on the teachings of her parents and her anger somehow made her realize much more than she had been taught. A new level of her power was unlocked.... Miraculously, the beast soon collapsed, Dead. Aella had channelled her energy and stole the air from inside it, causing the beast to suffocate.

    After this incident, she was called a hero by the many villagers. She impressed her parents, she impressed everyone. For heroic deed, a green bow, forged from refined Viridium (A green metallic rock found in the mountains near her village) was awarded to her. The Viridium was light, durable and made an excellent material for a bow. The arrows were also crafted from Viridium, and some of these arrows were tipped with Viridium Crystal, a special crystal that is naturally formed in the same way that diamonds are formed from coal, and found naturally in the mountains around the village as well. Since Viridium Crystals were said to hold their own magical properties, Aella separated them from the other arrows and reserved them for special occasions. (the special magic of these arrows will be revealed later)

    It wasn’t difficult for Aella to learn how to use the bow, it was like second nature to her. Over the next two years she became a master of archery. It also turned out to be an excellent tool to use in conjunction with her Air Mage abilities - Naturally these air magical abilities could assist many things such as levitation, helping her move and run at amazing speeds, remove the air from lungs or larger spaces, and slow her descent when falling from dangerous heights - but she could also use the same air manipulation to alter the course of an arrow, speed up its velocity, slow it down, and even bend its path around corners.

    Because Aella is small, the bow was practically the same length as her and she almost always carried it in one hand, not on her back. It was more than just a bow. It became a multipurpose tool; a staff to conduct air spells (even though she didn’t need it to do that), a melee weapon for close combat, a cane to help in hiking and mountaineering, even while walking she would walk the bow at her side in one hand as a companion, and while standing still she would hold it like a native holds a spear to lean on with one foot resting on the knee of the other leg. For all intents and purposes, the bow became an extension of her body.

    While Trixie imagines the existence of this person and all her special gifts, she also knows that in the end Aella is human and has weakness like any other human; she can be injured, she can bleed and she can die. But Trixie also knows because Aella is only young, she still has a lot to learn about herself and her magic abilies…


    She then looked to Revel, wondering what he thought of this.



    Revel leans back in his highchair and watches Trixie's imagination go to work. He stares blankly for much of the time, but towards the end one of his brows begin to rise slowly with slight astonishment from behind the rim of his sunglasses. When she finally finishes her daydream and looks to him for his approval, he stares at her for a time with eyebrow still raised. Eventually he breaks the silence.

    "Well...." He removes his sunglasses and places them gently on the tray in front of him, regarding her with intrigue. "Just when I had lost all hope for your intelligence...." He pretends to wipe a tear of joy from his eye. "That's quite a character you have there. I hope you're up to the challenge because..." He raises his hand to point his chubby little baby finger at her; "...You're it! Goodbye!"

    In not even as much as a flash of light, Trixie's soul is transformed to meet the criteria of her wishes, the memories of everything that happened to that point in her existence are wiped clean, replaced by a whole new life worth of memories. She simultaneously appears in her brand new body standing on one leg, her other foot resting on her knee while she leaned on the bow held upright in the grip of her hand. She doesn't know she just came into existence like that, of course, by her own account she arrived in that place and time by whatever means the memories of her life to date told her she had. But it was in that moment that a soft breeze tussled her hair, accompanied by a small and unfamiliar voice, saying; "Have fun".

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    posted a message on Just another regular forum game (Paint.net Adventures)

    Starts moving around and flailing arms all over the place; playing Charades to ask the sexy voice just what the hell is going on around here!

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    Braun reveals a small smirk.


    "Ain't too much obvious about this place. I'm guessing it's run by a madman, and you kinda fit the bill."


    He walks casually to the opposite side of the desk, raps his knuckles thoughtfully on the timber a few times, knife slowly spinning in his other hand.


    "If there's nothing interesting in the drawer, how about we move on?"


    Braun didn't trust this guy, he was unnaturally calm under the circumstances, amusing he was also a captive, that is. But Braun wasn't ready to settle on that assumption just yet.

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    posted a message on Just another regular forum game (Paint.net Adventures)

    Well, I was gonna say put the book against the monitor as well, so... err.... I guess if nothing else works, then we could even give the screen a big moon.


    *press butt against screen*


    But only as a last resort, obviously.

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    For what are probably not obvious reasons, Ezra remains still in wait, possibly evaluating the dialogue between the pair, for his inhuman ears continue to flicker and twist with analysis until the moment of the explosion in the adjacent hallway. At this, Ezra flinches to a crouched position then pauses, remaining as such while his beastly eyes observe the changes in Ariel. On completion of Ariel's transformation, Ezra appears cautious. Possibly to the point of showing a trace of fear. This change in him may denote his knowledge for what has happened to the angel. For a moment, his eyes turn as if to follow something unseen around the room.

    When Ariel... the demon... finally makes his move, Ezra releases an inhuman shriek and moves with equal speed from the demons path of attack. In a moment Ezra is behind the demon with his back facing Renard, while using his powerfully clawed hands to grab hold of the demons wings in an attempt to rip them savagely from his back.





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    Renard, noticing the convenient opportunity, carefully tries to line up his shot. The sword shakes in his hands-- mostly due to the agonising pain in his ribs. He pauses for a few seconds in order to catch his breath and hold it long enough to keep his aim steady, a short period of time that may unfortunately leave enough time for some damage to be done to Ariel's wings.

    "The two don't look too different from each other," mutters Renard as a passing observation. "Demon and beast..."
    His moral compass starts to spin wildly out of control. Whoever he shoots, the outcome would not be good either way. There was no right choice to make-- only his loyalty for his friend could make his decision.

    The pistol sword shoots and the air shatters with a loud crack. The bullet tears through space, and silence falls in its wake.



    The demon is fast, but the beast Ezra is equally fast and powerful, apparently more powerful than those Order drones, one of which he had killed with ease earlier in library.

    Before he knows it, Ezra is behind him and viciously pulling at Ariel's wings. The pain is excruciating, like someone attempting to pull bones out from his back. He can feel the flesh begin to rip under the strain, and Ezra's hold on him allows for very little movement. But this body wasn't the demons, and he could soon find another body to dwell in if this one died, so making a possibly damaging effort to loosen Ezra's hold was seen as his best course of action.

    With all the power his angel body could generate, and despite doing so may result in losing a wing, the demon thrusts one shoulder away, causing both him and Ezra to spin in unison as the blast from Renard's weapon shattered the room.

    A moment of silence fell.

    The demon stood still, now in a position to stare wide-eyed at Renard as then the sound of Ariel's voice broke the quiet moment -

    "Be careful with my body!"

    Renard, the demon, and Ezra would have heard his voice coming from somewhere near the ceiling, echoing out as if desperately escaping the confines of another dimension just long enough to make himself known.

    A second later, a fleeting ghostly image of a manlike form passed in front of Renard.

    At the same time, the demon came to terms with the fact that one of Ariel's wings had come close to being torn completely from his back, but looking down at his body and feeling no other pain besides that of his wings, it was clear that Renard's shot had missed him.... But where did it strike? He turns his eyes to Ezra who had loosened his grip, and assuming that Ezra had been struck by Renard's fire, the demon raised Ariel's sword in one swift movement and drove it into Ezra's neck for a finishing blow.


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    "You want a kitten? We could get a kitten if you want one." Ei says, her voice coming from behind Annie as the black smoke gathers and Ei emerges from it, holding a large cloak which she gives to Annie to wear until they find actual clothes. "Sorry for not being present earlier Annie, I had some business that needed finishing but I'm here now." She says, smiling. "Shall we go, or do you want to chat with these... people some more first?" Ei says, glaring at the other people in the hallway.



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    Jack continues to avoid looking at Annie as she speaks to him. "...there's been quite a bit of... excitement as of late, though I'm not sure 'fun' is the word I'd use to describe it," he states somewhat reluctantly as he kneels to pick up Buttons; as he feels the now-known to him sensation of being licked, he grimaces, remembering the false Boris from before. Almost instinctively- and against his better judgement- he glances at Annie's face, stumbling backwards slightly as he manages to stand back up rather than fall backwards to the floor again as he realizes Annie hadn't moved at all from her position a few feet away, not to mention the grin on her face and the change in the color of her eyes. He blinks as he hears the voice of the child, uncertain what it is saying- or how it is saying it.

    As the voice subsides, he rubs his face with his free hand in an attempt to wipe Annie's saliva off of it, and as his hand brushes against his nose he realizes that the sharp pain in it has disappeared completely; he presses his nose with his finger, confirming that it has healed. Looking at Annie, evidently confused, he asks, "You... fixed my nose?", uncertain what could have motivated her to do such a thing.

    Jack backs off as Ei glares, something about her presence making him particularly inclined not to incur her wrath. Given her behavior with Annie, he can only assume she's both the lover that she had mentioned before, and the one that Maras had referred to as Lady Ei. He takes a breath, building up his composure before stating, "I take it you are the one that Maras and Lyudmila serve... Lady Ei?"


    Buttons lands beside Annie. Annie rises to her feet, caressing her rounding belly. Her lack of concern denotes the explosions ineffectiveness in harming her unborn child. She stares down at the cat, partially smiling as it speaks to her in its native tongue.

    "You're a cute little thing." She replies to the kitten in a gentle whisper. "I would hope for a pet like you...."

    Jack approaches cautiously from down the hall. Annie is aware of his intentions. She watches intently. When Jack is near to her, she speaks in a soft and... undeniably seductive tone:

    "Hello Jack. Having... fun?"

    Jack crouches down to pick up the kitten, as he does so he feels something wet probing his cheek, it moves swiftly to his nose, then whips about to tickle his ear. It is Annie's tongue. Though she did not move from her position, she had extended its length the few feet it took to make contact with Jack. If he were to look up at Annie in this instant, her tongue will snap back into her now grinning mouth. One of her eyes are purple, the other red. Another voice can also be heard. This voice is unmistakably coming from within Annie's belly. The voice of the child within her womb, though its words are unknown, perhaps heard by Jack as nothing more than playful gibberish.

    As the voice within her grows quiet, Annie remains perfectly still, watching Jack with only the movement of her eyes. She is allowing him to take the cat. What may then come as a surprise to Jack, is the pain in his nose... it is no longer present. His broken nose has been healed.


    Little kitten Buttons doesn't run because running into unknown territory seemed just as daunting as staying put, and besides, the approaching man (Jack) seemed vaguely familiar. He looks up at Annie when she talks to him, his wide, scared eyes attempting to make some sort of sense to the emotional portrayal of what she might be saying. The ensuing interaction between Jack and Annie, which prevented Jack from actually picking Buttons up, kept Buttons curiosity. He backed away a little, but looked from Jack to Annie as they conversed. His fear was subsiding a little and didn't sense any reason to be further afraid.


    Then Ei appeared, and the way she appeared was scary, and Buttons darted in an arc behind Jack for protection, and pressed his body up against his ankle for security. He looked up at Jack with a faint meow.


    Bob watches on from a distance, remaining where Jack left him in the company of Boris and Ki. He feels a little anxious when Ei appears from the dark smoke; yet another powerful being to possibly lessen his chances of getting Buttons back and causing more problems around town....


    "Who is that woman...?" He mutters softly to himelf. Ei seems oddly familiar to him. "I think I've seen her before...."


    Boris, taking a break from his deep contemplation, steps up beside Bob and gives him a nudge with his elbow. "Don't you worry, Mr. Bob. Jack will get your kitten back. He's a very smart man."


    "Uh.. yeah, thanks Boris." Bob replies and turns his look to Ki. "And hi there, kid." He holds out his hand to her, "Bob's the name, good to meet you."


    It was then that the loud crack erupted from the room next door. Buttons arched his back, hissed, and dug his claws into Jack's boot. Bob jumped with a little surprise, but just kinda raised his eyebrows with a look of 'whatever', keeping his hand extended to Ki. Boris chuckled.


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    'Silas' growls at Herman, and not in a good way. "I'm busy," he grunted. "Important work," he continued, roughly shoving Herman out of the way before returning to what appears to be writing science and magic far too complicated for any of them to understand on the walls of the mansion.

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    'Silas' turns around to face what the commotion is all about. "Strange..." he mutters. "The host recognizes the appearance of this Ei being. It is of no consequence." He returns to continue his work on the wall. "In time," he whispered to himself, almost like a ritual chant, "all shall be consumed."



    Herman isn't altogether disappointed by Silas' reaction, somehow it only stimulates him.

    "I don't mind it rough." She says, and strokes his back with her finger as he writes his equations on the wall with his magically appearing pen. "What's that you're doing there, hun?"

    As Silas turns to view the appearance of Ei, Herman places her chin on his shoulder to watch the commotion as well. She furrows her eyebrows at Ei's appearance, having never seen the shady female before, but finding out who she was was going to have to wait; his attention is instead turned to Annie, since she's the ones that's naked, and hopes she doesn't put on the coat that the newcomer has offered. But something of a curios notion grows on Herman's face.


    "So you'd prefer that young pregnant girl over me?" She whispers in Silas ear.

    When Silas returns his attention to his work, Herman stands back, rubbing his female chin thoughtfully.... While his soul was trapped inside a slug, he wasn't able to use his powers, since the chemistry and physical parameters of slug wouldn't allow it, but now that he was again in human form, Herman suspected he was able to tap into his powers of sorcery once more. As he considered this, he kept his eyes on Annie, while his slender female fingers wriggled by his side and a thin, hairline green mist-like substance began to coil up her arms.

    "Yes..." She repeats Silas' words in a whisper; "In time... certainly in time... they will all be consumed by my lust. But I think that Annie girl will have to die -"

    Herman's words were ended by the loud sound from the room next door, and he turns to look as if he could see through the wall, which of course he couldn't. "Sounds like someones fun is going off with a bang."

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    posted a message on Abandoned
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    "Well, don't worry, Boris. Perhaps you'll find a way to get it back? We can find you a new weapon to use in the meantime," Jack attempts to reassure the large man.



    Boris nods with Jack's attempt to comfort, but he wasn't truly feeling it. He really just wanted his bone back, but he didn't want to kill the dragon to get it either. He scratches his head, concentrating hard to try and think of other options.






    "Well... I can't say I've thought much about it, but I don't suppose I would... Herman."

    Jack is unsure what to think of the new Trixie. Or... Herman. If nothing else, 'she' certainly seemed to be using much more in the way of body language. Given the comment about slugs, Jack could only assume that the explosion ripped the soul out of the slug from earlier and transferred it into her. Which might lead one to wonder about what happened to Trixie's soul, but this train of thought was soon interrupted by another.




    Jack turns to Bob as the latter places his hand on the former's shoulder. "And you as well, Bob. I suppose the last step in tying up lose ends for you would be seeking vengeance against that witch that put you in Button's body in the first place, then? Preferably before she does the same to more men." He glances at Magebuster hanging from his waist. It would be helpful against such a foe, but given her apparent inclination towards curses, another item he knew of might've been more useful... but that was in the past. Returning his attention to Bob, he adds, "If you do seek out that vengeance, I'd be glad to assist you in doing so- hunting down such individuals is my profession, after all- though I have business to take care of in this town first."


    Herman is disappointed by Bobs interruption and grimaces at him, looking his attire up and down as she does so. She crosses her arms stroppily and huffs. She listens to their conversation for a while then looks up at Boris with a cunning smirk.

    "Hey there big boy... maybe I could help get your bone back."

    Boris didn't pick up on the innuendo, but the tone of her voice told him enough. Distracted from his contemplation he raises his narrow glare at her.

    "You a very naughty girl. Boris doesn't like you at all. You might be a pretty lady, but your words make you ugly! Ladies are meant to have discretion - even Boris knows that much, miss. Boris doesn't want help from a woman like you."

    Herman seems genuinely surprised by Boris' reply. "Well damn.... Who saw that coming?" Twisting her nose up, she turns away, gives Jack a kiss on the cheek and starts walking down the hall. "Fine, boys, I'll find a real man somewhere else." She hardly even takes ten steps before stopping at Silas, approaching him in much the same as she had approached Jack a minute before.

    "Well how you doing there, Sweetie Pie? Looks like you might be a man of experience." She runs her fingers down the bristly hair of his face. "I'm ready for my lesson."

    Bob is slowly shaking his head, genuinely amazed at Herman's behavior. After watching her walk away, he looks back at Jack with a nod. "Takes all sorts, I guess. But yes, I'd like to take you up on that offer. As far as I can tell, Jane, that's her name, was responsible for sticking Herman's soul into the slug as well. Not that I might blame her in this case. But it's true, Jane needs to be stopped. I was married to her a number of years before I even found out she was a witch. She's a clever one, Jack, and she also has my two kids with her. I'd prefer they don't get hurt. Nonetheless, we have a plan, let's work out the issues of this god forsaken town first, then go on that hunt together."

    He looks at Boris. "And don't worry, Boris, I've lived in this town for most of my life and know where we could get our hands on some weapons. That is if we can get out of this house first."

    He looks back at Buttons with Annie, and calls out to the cat by name, but Buttons only responds with a frightened look before returning his skittish attention to Annie again, then starts analyzing the area with a frightened demeanor.

    "Buttons was our household pet, and I'd prefer to take him with me." He tells Jack with a sigh while looking over his tattered evening long johns. "But I'm hardly in a condition to safely get close to that girl (Annie) right now. I don't feel safe around her. You wouldn't mind going to fetch him for me, would you?"

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    Trixie was somewhat flattered by what he did, and what he said though she rose an eyebrow at the offer he made. She mainly ignored what she viewed as 'pointless banter and antics' by what Revel did, she stopped her pacing. "A second chance at life? Anything Trixie wants to be..." she muttered to herself. "For Starters Trixie would like to live a long, long life. Immortal perhaps. Theres those others....Annie...the order and that other one...whoever they are. They are powerful right? Being a magiciation...for the majority of Trixie's life...didn't show power at all...it showed illusion and weakness...not real magic." she sighed and paced around once more. "Instead of showing off, Trixie could be a hero....Powerful hero...someone young, girl obviously. It would be more fun to discover Trixie's powers as she goes along..." she looked down and sighed again, stopping her pacing and looking him in the eye. "Tell me of what you know of the powerful ones. I want to be like them. Instead of being show offy, I could be sneaky...heroic...young...mysterious...smart..." she said firmly, dropping her 3rd person.



    While Trixie is muttering and attempting to reason with herself, baby Revel yawns a couple of times, finishes his beer, then fashions his lips over the neck of the bottle to make some hollow sounding tunes. The music sounds quite nice, if not a little haunting. When Trixie finally asks for his advice, he stops blowing into the spout and tosses the bottle carelessly over his shoulder again. This time the bottle appears in space in the year 2063 and topples into the opening of a propulsion system to a newly designed space craft, causing said propulsion system to malfunction... and ultimately sets human space travel back another 50 years.

    "Sometimes people just aren't ready for new things." Revel looks at Trixie, removing the glasses from his face. "Take it from me, as the old expression goes - and for a very good reason - knowledge is one of the greatest powers of all. Why not try and be at least a little smart about your decision here today. After all, you don't want to mess this up. I'm not going to make any decisions for you, but you're running out of time, I have places to go and people to humiliate, so hurry up and make a decision. Here, I'll make it easy on you, as I can see you're having a great deal of trouble with this.... Just imagine being someone. Give them a name, imagine what their personality is like, what their interests are, what talents they have and what they find important in life. See them in your minds eye where words could never be enough to describe, and I'll do the rest."


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    Jack manages to maintain his focus as Boris shakes him, listening to his story. Something about a dragon from the past no longer being dead, and a cave? Could that have been where Boris ended up when he vanished after dinner? Given what Revel had related to him, and what that meant Boris truly was, it was certainly a possibility. It was then that he noticed Boris no longer had Revel Yell with him. "The dragon you killed? I didn't know about that. Congratulations on... un-killing it? Though I do have to ask," he states, indicating towards Boris's back, "What happened to Revel Yell? Did you leave it behind or something?"

    He glances over at 'Trixie' who, to say the least, seems to be acting strangely. Jack can't help but wonder if the explosion had something to do with her sudden shift in behavior.

    Boris releases his grip on Jack and steps away, the joy on his face running away as he slowly reaches back to confirm the absence of Revel Yell. Groping a few times at the air, he then turns in a circle several times reaching and grasping like a dog chasing his own tail, before he stops and releases a long winded sigh of disappointment.

    "Daw.... Jack, why Boris so dumb?" Despite his limited intellect, Boris in that moment just so happened to consider the possibility that Revel Yell did in fact come from the dragon he killed, and had now saved the life of. His face became pale at the thought of no longer having the weapon. "Dragon not dead any more... so Boris have no more dragon bone...." He hangs his head pouting, shoulders slumped.


    Trixie is still lustfully examining her body with heaving, excited breath when she notices Jack looking at her with a curious notion in his eye. She steps away from the wall, her fingers wriggling by her sides as she plans her next move. Dropping her face to look at Jack seductively from the top of her eyes, she does a little catwalk towards him, runs her finger down his chest in a slick, snake-like pattern, and says;

    "Hey there, handsome...." Her tongue runs slowly across her upper lip. "Don't tell me you prefer slugs over... this." She giggles softly and bites her lip for a moment, bringing her hand up to caress his ear. "You can call me Herman... honey."

    Bob, after thanking Ezmond, turns his sights to Jack and places one hand firmly on his shoulder, interrupting the interaction with Herman. "Thank you for taking care of me, Jack. I'm in your debt. And by the way, My names Bob. It's good to meet you properly."
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    Trixie would normally be humored by things like this however she approached the baby, or rather: Revel, with a slightly angry glare. "Whats wrong with Trixie? Whats wrong with you?? You simply toy around with everything you see and all you do is fool around! Reminds Trixie of someone, but thats besides the point. Its not Trixie's fault she died!" she shouted and paced around for a few seconds. "You know what? Fine then. Trixie knows she is powerless against....gods and all that...she accepts her fate!" she snickered.



    "Steady on horsey, don't go getting your nickers in a knot." Revel burps and takes another swig. "I didn't actually have anything to do with your pointless death. But don't worry your little head, your death wasn't completely in vain, you've made a certain sexual predator extremely happy." He finishes off his beer and flings the bottle carelessly over his shoulder. It falls out of the sky and lands on the head of an Eskimo two hundred year in the future, killing him instantly. "Still, since I feel somehow responsible for you after turning you human, I have a little question that you might find interest in answering... that is, of course, if having a second shot at life interests you."

    Another beer appears in hand and he offers it to Trixie, holding it out to her. Before she can respond, he says, "Didn't think so" and takes back the offer, twists open the cap and starts drinking again.

    "Here's the thing! Since my only son has actually defeated his own mental capacity and learnt something worthwhile today, I feel like celebrating by being a little generous with your sorry excuse for an existence. I guess you could say your death was perfectly timed. So tell me...." He takes another sip. "If you were given the opportunity to returned to the land of the living, who would you be? - Now, before you answer, I'm gonna make a couple of conditions very clear. For starters, you will have no memory of your previous life, me, or anything that's happening right now. Secondly, you will never again be given another chance at a new life, so make your decision count. Maybe pick someone intelligent? So go ahead, let your imagination run wild! Who or what would you like to be? Really, anyone at all. Just tell me and I'll do it."
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    After these 'events' had occurred, Trixie found herself going down a tunnel of light. She looked around to see nothing but light around her, she was floating as she went. Sooner or later she found herself floating in a void of nothing but purple, purple everywhere. The last thing she remembered was getting thrown against a wall when some sort of explosion happened. It started to occur to her, was she dead? She looked around to see nothing but purple. "Is...Trixie...DEAD??!" she shrieked out into the purple void.



    Trixie's screams are subdued by an infant crying nearby. If she turns towards the sound of the crying baby, she would see just that, a two month old baby wearing a purple nappy, mirrored sunglasses, holding a bottle of beer in his hand and perched in a babies highchair. The baby slams the beer down on the folding table of the chair so hard that a spout of beer spikes out from its top.

    "Wah-wah-wah!" The baby mocks Trixie with a sarcastic cry. "Why you gotta come up here in my house and act all sulky - only babies sulk! You should probably just accept your fate. I mean, death has gotta be better than living out a life as a former pony that never really got any satisfaction."

    The baby takes a sip of beer then places it back down gently, tipping his head forward to look over his sunglasses at Trixie.

    "But seriously," The baby speaks in the familiar voice of the man, Revel, who Trixie had met at dinner; "I was a pony once.... True story." He props up his glasses again and rests back casually in his highchair. "Sure, I was just playing a prank on some horse I knew, but that doesn't negate the fact...." He takes another sip of beer. "To answer your question, in case it isn't obvious yet, yes, you are certainly dead. In fact, I was tempted to let you mosey on up to heaven and meet the big daddy, but being the one that freed you from your pony form, I felt strangely obligated to bring you on in and torment you for a while. After all, I turned you into a human less than a day ago and already you disappoint me with your death. What the hell is wrong with you?"
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    posted a message on Abandoned
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    While Ezmond continues rattling off a whole bunch of unknown words to Buttons the kitten, he kinda got distracted by a burly oaf of a man who magically appeared in the hallway covered in flames and knocked over that weird Silas character! Ezmond, not look'n in the slightest bit happy about another interruption, waits for the brouhaha to settle down before he continues. Naturally, he had to start the ritual all over again, beginning with the words "WOULD YA ALL STOP YOUR HOT DIGGILY DAMN INTERUPTIONS ALREADY - GOSH DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!"

    ANYWAY, after starting again, it doesn't take too long before the words Ezmond's say'n to Buttons begin taking effect. Bob starts kicking and jerking around harder than ever, no gosh darn doubt proving to be a handful for poor Jack - especially after being butted in the face! But at this point Buttons might be feeling a little more than just tingly all over, he might even feel like his fury little skin is about to rip open as his soul is being ushered into Bob. But wouldn't ya know it! Another problem seems to be taking place. Ezmond, even though he concentrating on the ritual and all that, looks like he's a little stressed out, like something bad is happening. But he doesn't stop doing his thing. Soon enough, and no doubt to everyone's surprise, a big ol explosion of light happens. The blast is powerful enough throw everyone in the hallway off their feet!

    The ritual has ended, but it didn't finish up the Ezmond had planned. Something went wrong!

    No longer having Buttons in his hands, Ezmond sits up on the floor after the explosion and looks around to see everyone is ok, but more specifically to check on Bob and Buttons. As one wouldn't at all expect, Bobs body had already been inhabited by something other than a human soul, hence the gosh damn problem. The explosion wasn't meant to happen, and because of all that, Ezmond has no idea how things might have turned out.




    Betty keeps her hands smartly on his hips while Vernon gets around to answering her question. When he finally gets around to doing just that, Betty holds out her hand for some unknown god forsaken reason to shake Vernon's. Assuming that Vernon shakes her hand, she goes ahead and introduces herself as well.

    "My name is Betty, and this here dear friend of mine is Chissy. Now Chissy here is a little shy and has been through a whole gosh darn lot these last few days and I'm aiming to put a stop to it. Seems to me like you're not one of the creeps causing these problems, but if you have any information that might help us out, any information would be appreciated!"

    Just then a big ol explosion is heard in another part of the mansion! Trying to ignore the noise, Betty asks Vernon again;

    "In case you haven't noticed, which I gosh darn to heck think you have, there's a whole lot of weird crap going on around this town. Now you're obviously someone tough enough to handle yourself! So are ya gonna go ahead and help us or not?"



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    The strike to his nose disorients Jack, though he manages to maintain his hold on Bob. Blood begins to trickle from his nostrils, running down his face. "Fantastic," he mutters as he realizes what has happened, tilting his head back and turning it sideways to avoid further damage to his nose from any more reverse headbutts.


    Jack, distracted by the situation with his nose, fails to notice Boris's initial appearance, though he quickly figures out he's there when he calls out to him. He responds, "Great, Boris. Tell me once this is over, okay," deciding not to face him in case the increasing amount of blood covering the lower half of his face triggers a reaction in him.

    Although he has managed to maintain his grip for the duration of Ezmond's spell, the explosion causes Jack to lose hold of Bob, forcing him onto his back as he falls to the floor. After a moment, he sits up, wiping some of the blood from his face with the back of his hand before grabbing his nose and, gritting his teeth, quickly snaps it back into place. He remains on the floor for a bit, allowing the pain to subside before standing up, briefly glancing at Bob, and then Ezmond, and finally Boris. "You said you had news, friend?"

    Part of Jack hoped that the news wasn't something about Boris deciding to kill him, at risk of getting licked again.



    Buttons, after feeling the soul being ripped from his kitten body, starts to screech in pain. It's a screech that ends when the sudden explosion sends the cat from the hands of Ezmond. Bob's soul, being dispersed from the kitten simultaneously, is sucked through a type of vortex and into his original body where he feels the heat of the demon within struggling to escape the spell. A moment later The Demon is gone from From Bobs body.


    Bob finds himself next to Jack, dazed and a little confused as he picks himself up from the floor. As he comes to realize that the spell worked and he was finally back in his human body, a tear wells in his eye and great sigh of relief escapes his smiling mouth.

    "It's good to be home...." He looks at Ezmond and nods. "Thank you, sir."

    Sluggy was still making his very slow escape up the wall when the explosion happened, the effects of which sent chills though his slug body. The suction his foot had on the wall kept its grip, but the chills were so unsettling that his little body convulsed and shuttered as he felt his soul being ripped out. A moment later he was outside his body, him too being sucked through a vortex and across the hallway to where Trixie's body lay on the ground. As he approached her body he saw the injury to her head, a deep gash that had rendered her unconscious or perhaps even dead. When Sluggy enters her body, Trixie's eyes flash open, staring at the ceiling for a second or two before the realization of what had happened sets in. She sits up with a start, looks around at the people nearby, and then climbs to her feet. She looks down at her body, her blue leggings, her short blue and purple dress, her purple boots, gloves and... and... takes a long hard look at her cleavage.

    "Holy crap!" She yells out, slamming herself back against the wall, smiling with overwhelming delight. "I'm so hot right now! Just look at how sexy I am!" Her arms start moving up and down on either side of her, feeling and groping at the wall, indulging in the sensation of being in human form again. Soon her hands move from the wall as she starts to feel around her own body. "Everyone's gonna want me sooooo bad...."

    Back on the other side of the hallway, the slug, who is now just a lowly slug with a soul of a slug, looks around dumbly and continues its slow trek up the wall.

    Buttons, the kitten, was thrown quite a distance in the explosion and landed on his feet right next to Annie. He looks in a frightened and lost kitten manner at her, and lets out a timid "meow".

    Boris, being such a big man and further away from the blast than Buttons and the others, was only set of balance by the explosion. He regained his balance and smiled broadly at Jack as he turned to Boris and asks about what happened. Being very impatient, Boris ignores everything else and just rushes to Jack, answering;

    "Oh! Mr. Jack!" He grabs Jack by the shoulders and gives him a good friendly, excited shake; "Something very BIG happened to Boris! Boris visited a cave from long ago and stopped Boris from killing a dragon!"

    To Jack, this probably would have made very little sense but, if Jack had his wits about him, he would have noticed that Boris no longer had Revel Yell on his back.

    "The dragon Boris killed no longer dead, Mr. Jack, the dragon no longer dead!"




    In the kitchen, where Ariel is still waiting for Renard to respond in the face of attacking Ezra, the loud explosion out in the hallway is also heard. In the wake of the blast a dark shadow enters and crosses the room like a body of black smoke. It moves so fast and quietly that Ariel didn't even see it coming. It entered his body with a jolt that sends Ariel to his buttocks on the floor. He sits there in a daze for a moment as his eyes bleed red, his wings turn a deep shade of grey and his skin is covered in black, web-like lines. Two K-9 type fangs extend down from his upper jaw at the corners of his mouth. In an instant he's on his feet, his sickly looking wings fluttering as he stares at Ezra and then turns his attention to Renard, and says;

    "Stay!" His voice is deep and ominous, completely unlike that of Ariels voice; "I've got this...."

    Turning from Renard, Ariel, inhabited now by the demon, heads into battle against Ezra, floating above the floor as he swings his the sword at Ezra's neck with lightning speed.


    The soul of Ariel, meanwhile, was thrown from Ariel's body when the demon entered, and is frantically circling the room invisible to everyone, desperately trying to come to grips with the fact that he is now no more than a ghost.

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    posted a message on Abandoned
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    Ezmond is quite gosh darn to heck annoyed about this here interruption! Now there ain't no way he can go and stick Buttons' soul back in his human body with all this going on. When he turns on around and sees Annie, he is even more downright annoyed by her presentation -


    "Well holy bucket in a dry well, young lady - Now I don't know who you are or just who your lover is by chance, but I don't believe you remembered to put your clothes on before coming on out here. And I also don't at all think your daddy would be none too pleased to find out you're prancing around like that. So why don't you go on back to where you came from and put some gosh darn clothes on. I gotta say right now I have a good mind to put ya over my knee and give you a good hiding! Now, off with you, child, go get yourself all presentable like - I'm assuming you don't live in a barn like a cow and I don't believe you should be acting like an animal!"


    Turning on back to Jack, he says; "Now you just hold that body as still as you can, and I'll go on ahead and start doing my thing!"


    Ezmond starts the procedure by picking up Buttons in both hands with arms outstretched, looking deep into them kitty eyes while chanting some strange dialect. As he's doing this, Bob's body starts to seizure and kick violently.


    "Now you just hold him still!" Ezmond tell Jack again. "Don't let him get away on ya there!"



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    Jack nods as Ezmod begins the ritual. As Bob's body begins to flail around, shaking and kicking, Jack wraps his arms around Bob's upper torso, holding his body securely in place. As Ezmond tells him not to let Bob get away, Jack replies, "Not planning on it," securing his grip on the man.


    "Please don't hurt me..." Buttons tells Ezmond as he allows the man to pick him up. Staring back into Ezmond eyes while he's chanting a bunch unknown words, he feels a little tingle through his body.

    Bob, chucking a spasm, reverse head butts Jack in the nose.





    Meanwhile, Boris is still roaming the mansion on his own, looking for things to steal, but his mind is distracted and he can't really concentrate on the task. He also hears the other commotion taking place in the mansion, but those things aren't the reason for his distracted mind. He keeps thinking back to the various things that had happened to him since he'd been in Waise; finding Revel Yell, fighting monsters, seeing that dragon in the dining room, but most of all, the one thing troubling his mind most was how he arrived in the bedroom where the fake Jack had later attacked him. Somehow... in some way... Boris had managed to go from the dining room to the bedroom in one second without even travelling.

    Daw... I don't think that possible... He thinks to himself; but maybe if I try really, really hard I could do something like that again.... He recalls what he was thinking when he did that thing earlier, how he wanted more than anything to be in a comfortable bed - then suddenly he was there, with the bed he had imagined!

    With that notion in mind, Boris tries thinking about something else that means a lot to him, something just as important as sleeping, but the only thing he could imagine was that little dragon he'd seen in the dining room earlier... and then he remembered the mommy dragon he had killed all those years ago.... Boris groans miserably as he closes his eyes tight and wishes he could take back that terrible thing he had done. If only there was a way to not do what he did, to not stab that mommy dragon in the eye....

    He remembers when he woke in the cave with that dragon looking down at him.... He remembers when she took him in her mouth and threw him across the cave.... He remembers when she then started running towards him to attack - And that was moment! That was the moment where he made his mistake! He wanted more than anything in the whole wide world to be there again and not to do that terrible thing he did --


    Amazingly - Boris is no longer in the mansion - he is back in the cave just moments after being thrown against the wall. The angry dragon is charging towards him. Without a second to stop and consider the astonishing thing he just pulled off, he scrambles to his feet diving from the path of dragons gnashing teeth and rolls quickly towards the exit of the cave. Bounding to his feet from the roll, he continues on course for the exit, the glare of daylight in his eyes and the sound of the dragon close on his tail. He hears the snap of beasts mighty jaws clipping his butt as he passes through the threshold and into the woods, running as fast as his legs could carry him, zigzagging through the trees and shrubs - but his efforts to escape the dragons fury came to an end when the roar of the beast was heard behind him, and an instant later Boris was engulfed in dragon fire!

    As the heat of the flames enveloped his body he yelled out in terror, and right then Boris wanted nothing more than to go back to where he had come from, back to the mansion to tell his friend Jack about everything that had happened!

    An instant later Boris was back in the mansion, still on fire as he runs head on into Silas trying to make his own escape. The two of them crash to the ground and Silas is set on fire as well. Boris rolls around frantically on the floor of the hallway to put out the flames. After the flames were out he sees that Silas is still on fire, so he immediately starts slapping the old man with his giant hands to help him put out his fire as well. Now all the fire was extinguished, Boris stands, says "sorry" to Silas, and takes a good look around. He sighs with relief when he sees Jack getting head butted by Bob.

    Boris was safe again, even though his clothes were singed and burnt. Excited, he pays no mind to what other events might be taking place between Jack, Buttons, Bob and Ezmond, and calls out to Jack -

    "Mr. Jack! Boris sure does have some exciting news to tell!"

    He then realizes he's interrupting something that must be important and holds his tongue, watching at whatever strange thing Ezmond is doing to buttons.

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    posted a message on Departure

    Sam's suspicious. It wasn't normal for a guy to act so damn calm with the threat of death in his face. But that doesn't necessarily mean he was responsible for the things taking place around here, all it meant for now is that he wasn't any common sort, and that could prove to be dangerous.


    Braun spins the knife thoughtfully in his hand while Sam rises to his feet.


    "Late for a meeting?" Braun asks when Sam looks at his watch. When Sam requests a name, Braun shakes his head with a humored sneer. "No-no... I ain't that easy, and I fail to see the point of names at this stage. Tell me; you have something to do with whats going on around here?"

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    posted a message on Just another regular forum game (Paint.net Adventures)

    As blood trickles from my finger I realize... damn, these skinny arms indicate I don't have much blood to spare, better not use too much... maybe there is a better, less 'kill myself' method....


    And of course... ripping pages from a book I am going to use isn't the best idea either, in fact it kinda defeats the purpose. So I dismiss that thought. Now... ripping a box apart might work, that is if I had a way to glue the pieces in the book. But I don't. Instead, I turn my attention to the framed and mounted painting on the wall, and while I stare at it more possibilities come to mind. With these possibilities I recall other things: A friend, my neighbor, we played together.... I see an image of my friend in my mind - 0h, yes, his name is Ben. Ben and I are throwing lemons at a house across the street. But why am I remembering Ben and I throwing lemons? Oh.. wait... that's why! I see Ben turn to me and call my name just before the memory fades... He called me, Nova.


    Wow.... I guess the blank line on this page provoked that memory so I could recall my name. Good thing too. I'm glad my name isn't lemon. Nova is a pretty name.


    With the painting on the wall bringing new ideas to mind, and not wanting to waste my blood, I write Nova on the empty line, then I press my finger against my thumb to stop the bleeding. Once the bleeding has stopped, I take the picture off the wall. Book in one hand, painting in the other.


    Well, Nova, I think to myself, how could you use this painting to writing in this book in the future? Maybe pull the frame apart, use the sharp edges to scratch words or images into the pages? Maybe I could use the paint from the painting itself in some way?"


    Continues thinking.

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    posted a message on Be the last poster to win!

    *sips a tasty beverage*

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    posted a message on Just another regular forum game (Paint.net Adventures)

    Since the book could possibly prove to be some sort of clue to why I am here - and therefor ignoring my completely and utterly stupid thought of tearing it to pieces - and also because I don't have a booger to peak my interest after picking my nonexistent nose... I do take the book. Yes. And hey, now that I'm hurt and on the floor, I might as well open it and see what it says, too. Surely it wouldn't hurt to have a quick sticky beak. Charming idea.

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