AimMan
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Post by AimMan on Dec 8, 2008 4:06:19 GMT -5
The white, slimy head of Pierrepont Viceviper emerged from the ground, drooling green, mildly corrosive ooze down the corners of its horrendous mouth. The mouth widened into a grin as the monster finished making his way out, bringing first one arm from the hole of his burrow, then the next. "I'll start this day on an optimistic note: If my father really had left me that crown, it would be harder to squeeze my head out of these holes," he reminded himself with a nod, freeing his tube-like lower half from the underground with a rubbery squeak. Fingering the dagger on his belt, the overlord steeled his resolve. Today, just today, he would be likable, charismatic, and powerful. Today he would finally get some leads on how he could reclaim his fortune.
But first, he needed someone to talk to. The monster's red eyes shimmered as it looked back and forth, trying to spot somebody it could pester. He wasn't sure how he'd go about getting money out of the poor shmuck once he found him, but he was determined to try. "My father did it, right?" he reminded himself, slithering out across the picnic fields to find a suitable target.
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Post by boogieknight on Dec 8, 2008 17:51:11 GMT -5
Jack stretched as he left from his weekly session of lava dipping. He was so relaxed and at ease the spurs of his robe hardly even pinched his flesh. Wearing these goofy clothes was not his choice, but it came with the territory and graduates aren't allowed to wear anything else till they master all healing spells or quit healing altogether. Giddy about the prospects that the day can bring, Jack twirled his staff and whistled an old tune.
A strange, serpent-like creature poked its head out of the earth and wriggled itself part way to the surface. The demon muttered to itself and scanned the area. Jack thought nothing of it and waved to the creature as he shouted, "Good afternoon!" The acidic saliva made Jack flinch for a moment, so he decided to not get too close as he conversed with the demon.
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AimMan
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Post by AimMan on Dec 8, 2008 19:41:29 GMT -5
"Ugh. A cleric. Never trust a man of the cloth to have money outside of televangelists," Viceviper grumbled within his own mind, his mouth arching into a frown as he inspected the man's unflattering robe. The judgment was hypocritical coming from him, seeing as his cape was almost always covered in a thick coat of mud and grime. Still, a shmuck was a shmuck, so he might as well start with this guy. "Besides", he thought, "it doesn't get much more demonic than stealing from a clergyman, now does it?"
Slithering over, the demon rose up to his full height of nearly nine feet, then dropped back down to throw one arm over the man's shoulder, dribbling the light corrosive acid down his face as he tried to give his most winning smile. The acidic drops just missed the coat of the cleric that he'd approached. "Hey, buddy, you look like a good person, a man of God, right?" he asked, his liquid eyes reflecting the light of the red hot magma that glowed in the nearby streams. "Or maybe a man of Baal at least. You should help out a brother in need, don't you think? How about tossing a few Hel my way to help get me back on my feet? Years ago, I was thrown out of my kingdom, and I've been living in a miserable hole ever since!" he cried, bringing his cape in front of his feet and trying to imitate blowing his nose. The effect was actually more of a slobbering fit, since he lacked any nose to blow. "What do you say, pal? Can you spare some change?" he asked, trying to hide his elaborate golden dagger underneath his cape.
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Post by humarwhitill on Dec 8, 2008 21:46:03 GMT -5
Alexa was free. The world seemed so different here, though she didn't know where here was, and anything seemed possible. She no longer had to listen to orders but now she could act with her own judgment, instead of that of her master. She had Eclipse on her hip and a desire to change the world in her heart, what ever amount of heart a demon can have. Alexa's trace ended when she stepped into a puddle. Breaking from her trance she realized that the puddle was actually a great sea. "WOW..." Alexa muttered. She had never seen this much water in her life... "AH Shucks...I will have to be more observant. If I could walk into a sea and not notice who knows what kind of trouble I could stumble into.
Looking down the shoreline Alexa noticed a man talking to a lizard thing that was covered in what looked like mud. "I haven't talk to anyone other than Master in so long," Alexa thought, "I think I will go and ask if they need help!" Alexa's shyness always seemed to fade away when helping others was the case. Had these two kind men, well man and snake thing, came up to her would have bolted off. With he feet splashing in the water and the smell of the sea in her nose Alexa run to talk to these men.
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AimMan
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Post by AimMan on Dec 8, 2008 23:34:10 GMT -5
The worm watched the approaching girl with more interest than he had the man. True; she didn't look like she could possibly have any sizable amount of money on her either, but she was cute. "An innocent little cream cupcake!" he thought, pressing his fingers together excitedly and smacking his tail against the ground. Not waiting from any response from the poor cleric, he released his grip around the man and wriggled over to Alexa.
Just as quickly as he'd taken his arm off of Jack, Pierrepont put his arm back around Alexa, enjoying the feel of her slender, uncovered shoulders. "Well hello, little lady. I'm out making funds to cover for the tragic loss of my father's inheritance. Is there any way that you could find it inside your heart to give to a worthy gentleman, hrmm? I, Pierrepont Viceviper Jr., son of the noble Viceviper bloodline, could really use your backing..." he cooed out around his yellow, slimy teeth. He was careful with his hands, resisting temptations that came naturally to him in most situations, and tried to bend his back to his round, rubbery head on level with her own. "Anything else you could do for me would be appreciated as well... I'm so lonely," he sniffled, spitting once more into his cape, doing his best imitation of a sneeze. The slimy feel of his body against hers was more than a little unpleasant, besides the implications of his words.
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Post by humarwhitill on Dec 10, 2008 17:36:42 GMT -5
As the creature's slime slide down Alexa's spine she could not help but suppress a shiver of disgusted. As Alexa's tried to pull out of its grasp, she assumed it was a male, with as much grace as possible she took a step and tripped on some of the monster's slime falling right on her face. When she came back to her senses Alexa kicked herself into the air, flipping head over heels in a hope of removing the embarrassment of falling in front of these strangers, and landed next to the robed man.
Checking to make sure that Eclipse was still on her hip, Alexa began to brush off what slime she could from her back. "Do you know how long it will take me to get this vile substance out of my clothing??" she asked the serpent. " And why do you think I would give money?" "As if I had any to begin with," she thought to herself. "Do you honestly think you could just ask someone for money and they would give it to you without any reason?"
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Post by boogieknight on Dec 10, 2008 17:44:35 GMT -5
Jack rolled his eyes as the princely slobber monster plead poverty and begged for charity. The Netherworld was full of weaklings and kissups, but to be that overt without at least losing a fight first was beyond pathetic. To think that this beggar might be carrying a communicable disease was also unsettling. Before Jack could reply, a lovely young woman appeared before them. At first blush she seemed to be one of those miko types, a peculiar demon with the power to destroy evil.
The drooling prince of the paupers turned his attention from Jack and slithered over to the young woman, also trying to make a sales pitch. Irked and a little jealous of the creature's audacity. In spite of his own perviness, he found the physical aspects horribly awkward.
Jack shouted, "What the hell kind of demon goes around begging? If you're so desparate to rebuild a kingdom, why not at least loot a few fortifications of enemies? Every demon over two knows plunder is the best way, not a frickin charity drive."
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Post by MajinKirby on Dec 10, 2008 20:24:03 GMT -5
"Oh man, d00d. I'm really in trouble now."
Ginseng had been wandering around this water-filled swamphole for at least a day now, and things just wern't getting any better. After dropping his backpack on a jaunty walk around the netherworld, he forgot how to get back to Lord Laharl's castle. The lime-green prinny closed his eyes and sighed. "Oh d00d...Lord Etna is really gonna flip when she finds out that I've been away for so long, d00d..."
"Do you know how long it will take me to get this vile substance out of my clothing??"
Ginseng turned sharply toward the voice in the distance, and started running towards it at full sprint. "Finally, d00d! I was starting to worry that people didn't even live here!" Even if they were hostile, Ginseng didn't care. Maybe one of them knew their way around this place better than he did.
He ran toward the voices, and found himself faced with a monsterous worm-looking demon, and two humanoid demons. One of them was a cleric. Another sigh. The cleric looked like his head was on straight, although he looked like a downright pansy. The woman looked highly upset. Let's not mess with that. And this worm demon...ehh. Ginseng had seen worse.
"Hey, d00ds! You guys know where Laharl's castle is, d00d?"
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AimMan
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Post by AimMan on Dec 10, 2008 20:26:10 GMT -5
Viceviper shuddered at the foolishness of these new two-legged cretins, thinking they could insult his first attempts at finally making an "honest living," after he'd worked so hard to convince himself to ask and put on an optimistic attitude. "Do you know who you're calling a beggar? I am Pierrepont Viceviper Jr., son of the noble Viceviper family! My unfortunate condition leads me to this circumstance!" he retorted in a non-committal way, pausing momentarily with one fist outreached.
He gave himself a brief period of time to actually consider the suggestions of the little cleric punk that had insulted him. "Oh wait, that's right," he hissed unenthusiastically within his mind as he came upon a realization. "Father probably got his kingdom from conquering others. That makes this a lot more troublesome... I don't have an army, or any men, or even the money to hire out some prinnies!" Viceviper coughed into his cape once more, but this time for real, since a sizable wad of gunk had built up in his throat as he'd paused to reflect over the priest's words. As the ooze dripped disgustingly down his silk cape, he crossed his arms across his chest and nodded, rocking back and forth on his jointed tail. "True, a man of my stature has no place sniveling or graveling, especially not to peasantry such as yourself," he sneered. "But how does one go about building an army without sufficient funding? I'll tell you what: each of you donate 100,000 Hel to me now to rent out the service of some decent troops and when I claim my own estate, I'll make you my personal vassals! Sounds tempting, right?" he asked the two, keeping his arms crossed over his massive chest in a self-satisfied way.
Viceviper ignored the prinny entirely. As if he'd lower himself to speak to something as base as an explosive throw-pillow. Still, the words of the prinny had interested him... not "dood," but the other words. Could it be possible that this "Laharl" could be someone easily conquered? Viceviper considered that this could be an opportunity to get in some easy territorial acquisitions, rubbing his hands together slyly...
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Post by boogieknight on Dec 11, 2008 15:50:23 GMT -5
Jack listened to the serpent whine and the prinny asking for directions. He paid little mind to the prinny, since even though male healers were pretty low rung they were still above prinnys on the totem pole. As for the whole concept of social standing, Jack had a few scathing points, "I can't help but laugh at how generational aristocracy came to the Netherworld. Sure, tough demons tend to have tough kids, but to bestow title to them before they can even really prove themselves? All it does is fuel overinflated egos."
Still, as a demon Jack would need to pillage and plunder to get anywhere. Worse, his major skills had little to do with fighting. Then an idea came to him, "True, to pay for troops is an expense that can drain resources. Who said that they had to be your resources? Find some people, stake out a place, and offer to split the plunder even. Make sure everyone agrees to take the valuables only after the fighting is over so that they'll stay in the fight to the end.
"In this way you are more of a partner than a leader, but given your dire circumstances it could be worse. Besides, you have to pay your dues before you can really call yourself a leader. Others need to know you are capable and badass in a fight, or at least a very cunning cheater. What better way to build up the resume than by starting off with an informal team? If the team gets decimated or botches an assault, since you were only one guy, the blame can be pinned on the other guys. I mean it wasn't like you were the leader."
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