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Post by Kat on Oct 29, 2007 22:58:58 GMT -5
Most of the light blazed onto her left fist, and she held it up like a torch. "Right, ma'am," she said, staring up at the runes carved into the stone. She could remember some of them...but the rest were completely alien.
"Umm...won't I be a sitting duck, translating runes with an unprotected back? No offense...I need the light to read them, 'cause I know that mistranslations can be very terrible things."
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Post by Kengplant on Oct 30, 2007 2:25:34 GMT -5
((well, originally I was just going to draw the beast all curled up in the hallway but... So, the award for my laziest colouring job ever goes to:)) ((Yes... I did have to make the collar pink.))
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Post by Huntress on Oct 30, 2007 2:34:29 GMT -5
((XD Keng, I was actually thinking along similar lines.
...lessee how I can rewrite this plot >> We still want some booty to kick.))
"It doesn't have a neck to speak of," remarked Hunty, as Bloody Mary leaped through the air, still rolling his eyes and shaking his head, and landed on the creature's... back? neck?
"You," he said sharply, grabbing the creature's floppy ear.
It moved a little, shook its head-region and revealed... well, if not an eye, then something round and moist shining between the thick fur, and squinted up at the meepit.
"Blarf," it said, this time using the mouth.
"I could bite your ear off," warned the meepit. "Which'd give you rabies. It's not a pretty death."
"Not for us either, if a rabid monster decides to attack us," remarked Huntress, sidling to Kat, keeping the crossbow aimed at the black blob of fur. "Someone get that torch, will you? My left hand's off limits at the moment." She stretched it, wincing, and then shook it.
"Not if we get it first," hissed Bloody Mary, glaring down at the monster's eye. "Getting the picture here, babe?"
"Fooo-oood?" it wailed from the depths of its body again, this time with a slight question in its voice.
"No."
"Blarf."
"Um, Hunty," said Nova, edging closer across the floor. "Something ain't right. That passageway..."
The pirate turned to gaze at her. "What?"
"The voices in there are still warning us."
Hunty shot a glare at the black furball who was luckily giving Bloody Mary its full and undivided attention. "Well, they're kinda late with that now."
Nova shook his head. "No-no... it's more like warnings along the lines of 'turn back while you still can' and 'flee before it's too late' and 'don't go any further'."
She digested it. Bloody Mary looked up and instantly turned back to glare at the shiny eye again, when the monster moved a little.
"So you're saying that this here isn't the real deal?" he asked.
"Blaurgh," said the 'this here' in question.
The meepit rolled his eyes and tightened his grip, just in case. "You're already ugly enough, we're actually supposed to face something worse in there?"
"Blarf."
((........xDDD Keng, I love you. Though my idea of it is more of a cigar-shaped worm-like thingy, might attempt to doodle it later. I actually have very little idea what it looks like.))
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Post by Zylaa on Oct 30, 2007 23:44:44 GMT -5
((XDDDDD Sheesh, we all love this thing- I doodled something today that looks a bit more wolfish. With spines. And six legs. And that's as far as I got before I realized we were actually supposed to be paying attention in Psychology. Also, I'm strongly reminded of the alien in Red vs. Blue- what with it speaking in "blarf" and "food?")) Zylaa eyed the creature. "Do we have any food for it? I mean, I'm sure our imminent demise is a higher priority than feeding our little beast, but I've been considered a potential snack by one too many demonic animals already." ((... I'm beginning to see what would've happened to Guild Wars if we'd all religiously participated. Let's do it next time.))
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Post by Kengplant on Oct 31, 2007 0:33:01 GMT -5
((Ok, so I guess we'll just have to have our own COW (Creature of the Week, see here) to figure out what this thing looks like. I have another design idea in my head. I might tackle it later. But yea, I would deffinately like to see more Pirates in the next GW ^_^, I felt a little lonely last time...)) "Uhh... I have a piece of Jerky and a few fruits that I found on the island... but somehow I doubt this thing eats fruit. Then again, couldn't hurt to try." offered Keng taking out the few morsels. "And hey, better we feed it with food than we feed it if you catch my drift." She cautiously nudged the jerky and fruit forward -some of it was mango; she liked mango very much and was pretty sure this was perfectly ripe mango and would go very well with chicken and some ceaser salad or just on it's own (this being more practical as currently they didn't have much in the way of chicken or ceaser dressing ingrediants) but ultimately she had to admit that she would rather the beast eat the mango before it was inside of her so she didn't pick it back up- and hoped the beast would accept her offering and that once it had it would not try to have them as the main course.
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Post by Huntress on Oct 31, 2007 4:05:20 GMT -5
((XD My own doodle last night ended up looking more or less like an armadillo. A mutant armadillo. For some odd reason a very cute one too. So it'd need some adjusting, yes. When I originally dragged this baby in, I was partly thinking the Dungeon Dimension monsters from Pratchett books, partly Junior, son of Nergal from the Billy and Mandy show, and partly this. Confusing, no? As for Guild Wars, being the new capitano and all, I'll prolly feel obliged to participate anyway x3 Would've the last time, but it was the exam session and generally hectic times.)) The creature perked its ears, sending Bloody Mary, who was still clinging to them, flying through the air. Then it toddled closer to the mangos, moving a little uneasily, still unsure about its feet. "Blarg." "Not blarg," grumbled Bloody Mary, a little miffed because of the sudden flight. "Food." "Blarg," insisted the beast, sniffed the jerky and fruit, seemed thoughtful for a moment - as much as its furry face reflected emotions - and then gulped everything down with one quick lick of a suprisinly long, slender and pale tongue. "I doubt it made much of a difference, seeing the size of that thing," muttered Justice. Huntress took a few steps closer, lowering the crossbow a little. The creature turned its head towards her and then sat down with a thump, leaning on the two last pairs of legs, the front ones dangling in the air. They had some impressive claws, and the pirate stopped at once. "More food?" she ventured. Its ears perked, and Bloody Mary, apparently deciding that this was so not worth it, leaped through the air to land on the ground, where he remained sitting like a monument to bad mood. "Foooood?" the hollow voice came again. "Can you swim?" Huntress asked, furrowing a brow. It seemed to do the same thing, fitting the words to the memories in its head. "Feeeeee," it eventually said, from the depths of the throat again. "Feeeesh." "Fish, yep," agreed Huntress. "Water. Wet. And all that jazz." "Blarf!" it stated rather cheerily, ears moving quickly. "If you come with us, you get to swim and catch fish," she said. "Food. And," now her face developed a faint grin, "ninjas." It seemed puzzled. "Blarf." "Food," Hunty explained. Its ears perked again. "Blarf." "What you need," Bloody Mary said, still miffed, "is some sort of a guarantee that it won't confuse you for food. You know, you humans all look more or less alike from this point of view." Huntress absently scratched her head with the handle of the crossbow, sending drops of acid flying around. "True. But it seems to be a quick learner." "Blarf. ((EDIT: *skimmed through those COW forums* Wow, those are some good artists. And this is the funniest thing I've seen in my entire life xDD))
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Post by Kengplant on Oct 31, 2007 12:09:18 GMT -5
((Oh gosh, I drew it in exactly that pose last night o.0. Like youre it came out weirdly cute. errr.. don't mind my rant about your description XD ))
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Post by Huntress on Oct 31, 2007 13:25:08 GMT -5
((D'aww xDD When I said triangular, I more or less meant a shark-mouth and a shark-type muzzle. Which isn't triangular, per se, but sure looks like it when open. Hence also the trouble with the collar, my idea was that the head is smaller than the neck - much like with sharks again - and collars would simply slide off. We probably need a separate thread for discussing, um, the fluffy kraken x3))
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2007 4:29:23 GMT -5
((That don' look much o' nothin' like a kraken... Looks like a Jim Henson Muppet hyped oop on petpet nip.)) o.O
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Post by Huntress on Nov 2, 2007 9:09:39 GMT -5
((Well, it does have tentacles and the foul breath of a thousand rotting corpses or whatsit >> It's not a kraken, per se. It's just a fluffy mirrormonster. All the cooler that way :3 Squid-krakens are so 18th century.
*stared at*
Mkay, could someone post the next step of the RP now? x3 *can't 'cause she was the last poster* I gots a really weird little idea of a next challenger a while back, and it won't be an easy challenger, but we need to move on for that.))
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Post by Goosh on Nov 2, 2007 16:43:24 GMT -5
"So we're keeping it?" Goosh asked. He didn't really mind much. In fact, under all thte lethal teeth and tentacles and stuff, it was kinid of cute. "Needs a name, though," he mused.
They had two options at this point. Beyond the shattered fragments of the mirror, another passage trailed off, thouogh this one had the occasional pinprick of light. The path ahead, were they were standing, was nothing more than a gaping black hole.
"Well," he said to the new Cap'n (because we all exist on a floating timeline and YOU KNOW IT), "We've two options. That one, behiind the mirror, might actually lead somewhere, but that's where Blarf here came from." Hmm. Blarf. Not bad.
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Post by Cyborg on Nov 2, 2007 18:14:13 GMT -5
" I say we name Blarf Fluffy instead. And we should go on the path Blarf came from." Cyborg said.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2007 0:42:16 GMT -5
"Mayhaps we should talk ta the 'COOK-ie' about makin' up some black food colorin' an' taintin' all the critters food wit' it. Mayhaps it'll associate all black covered objects wit' food..." He scratches his head for a moment. "Though mayhaps we'll have ta better hide the cannonballs an' grapeshot."
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Post by Dragon on Nov 3, 2007 1:08:38 GMT -5
The smell was utterly disgusting beyond reason. So disgusting that it woke Dragons senses up in a flash and made her want to vomit. She saw the huge monster looming too close for comfort. She would have turned into a dinosaur if the room wasn't so small and she saw that nobody was making any attacks on it.
"What is that thing?" She exclaimed ignoring the headache that was starting to throb. She was utterly revulsed. And yet once you got past the mutations... it seemed almost... loveable.
Listening in on Cap'n Hunty's conversation with it, she decided she better make it known to the 'thing' that it was not allowed to eat without her permission. She stood up slowly, pausing to fix her boot.
"Hey, Susiebobjoedean!" Dragon shouted, making a name up off whim. The thing turned towards her in interest. "Now that I got your attention, I gotta tell you that I'm a shapeshifter. You know what a shapeshifter is right?"
"Blarf" It was confused.
"Like this and don't eat me." She changed into various transformation. It startled the creature. Dragon finally ended her demonstration. "No eating me, okay?"
"Blarf!"
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"Oh whatever."
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Post by Huntress on Nov 3, 2007 8:13:10 GMT -5
"It's the fur," Bloody Mary grunted, leaping through the air again and taking another chance at riding the monster-thing. "Everything that has fur automatically qualifies as 'cute'. Even if the rest of them consists of fangs, tentacles and oozing slime or something. I mean, look at me. I wouldn't be caught dead being cute, and yet if I had a shiny for every time I've heard 'aaaaaawww, a meepit', I'd have... many shinies."
Huntress sighed, completely lowering the crossbow and swinging her left arm around. It seemed to be doing a little better at that point. "Well, at least this question is more or less settled at this point. Glad to have you back in action, Dragon. Bloody Mary, I'm assuming that you're keeping an eye on that thing?"
"Eyes peeeeled," vouched the meepit, shooting a glare at his black-furred steed. It shook itself, blarfed and got up.
Hunty pondered for a moment. "Well, the way I see it, secret passages aren't built for no reason. Things that are to be found behind secret passages are more often than not more interesting than the things you can find behind open passages, if you catch my drift."
"Suits me," stated Bloody Mary, though truth be told, pretty much everything suits a rabid meepit riding a furry spiked-and-tentacled mirrormonster. "Shall we?"
The beast shot a glance up at him, then at the revealed passage, then its eyes widened and it sat down resolutely. "Blarf."
Huntress turned around. "Now what?"
"Fido ain't moving," explained the meepit, his voice hinting surprise.
"Blaargh," whimpered the beast.
"Great," snorted Bob Squeaky. "Now he turns out to be a big fluffy misunderstood softie."
The monster seemed to ruffle up at that, raising itself from the ground a little, then its attention turned to the mirror-passage again. Its mouth opened wide to release the wailing sound.
"Gaaaaaaaaaa. Gaaaaarh. Deeee."
Bloody Mary listened curiously.
"Guardian, I believe," he said.
"Blarf."
Hunty's eyes lit up. "Guarding something valuable?"
It seemed to be taken aback by the reaction. "Blarf."
"Settles it. Let's go."
"Blarf," complained the monster, getting up rather reluctantly.
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