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Post by Lokotus the Mischievous (Levi) on Jan 11, 2014 21:41:47 GMT
LOKOTUS  the MISCHIEVOUS Lokotus - no, no, Levi was his name now - sat below the deck of the ship these pointless 'Drakonrhedi' used as their base of operations. The only reason Levi stuck around these fools is because they were the least boring of the flesh sacks, and they good wine and good food. Oh, it was the base pleasures that Levi enjoyed the most on this planet. However, it was times like this when Levi near regretted his decision to hide away behind this fleshy mask. Times like when he was practically dying of boredom. He sat in a simple wooden chair, near several other of the Iduneous - ugh, it was just so average - and was quite happily ignoring them and their ridiculous conversations. Levi had a way with people, of course, and he was more than a little charismatic. But people were just so difficult and so incredibly slow. If he could get someone to keep up with his wit, and someone who could stand the lashing of the whip that were his words, he'd be set for life. He had yet to meet such a person, Promethaen or flesh bag. So instead, Levi sat and played with the light around him. People underestimated light and how interesting it could be. It captivated Levi in ways he had yet to understand in his many centuries. As his thoughts ran wild with particles floating in the air, his hand reached up absentmindedly as if to grasp the light in the palm of his hand. Sadly, light was a fickle thing that could never quite be reached. It could be played with, however, and that was Levi's favorite thing to do. Settling his eyes upon two men, a grin tugged at Levi's lips. They weren't entirely unattractive men, but they were too big and buff for Levi's tastes, so he had absolutely no issues with pissing them off. They would never be of any use to his aforementioned love of base pleasures anyhow. Concentrating, Levi began to form a manipulation of light that only those men would see, and hopefully scare them shitless. The men began screaming as they saw a Dy'ri take a bite out of the half of the ship they were closest to. Levi snickered quietly as the other iduneous leapt up and glanced in their direction, wondering what they were screaming about. Levi had already dropped the illusion, and the men now sat on the ground looking about wildly with wet stains near their crotches. One of them looked about ready to cry. Levi had to look away and hold a hand to his mouth to hide his laughter. Tags:
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Post by Larael Astriddottir on Jan 11, 2014 22:23:03 GMT
Larael entered the cabin, looking around the room for a place to set up.
The Drakonborg was a nice enough place to make your home, if you didn't mind constant cold, or the danger of falling off. But what she needed right now was a small space to make her office, a place to read.
Normally, she'd have liked to be on deck, rather than below it, but it was a bit too windy to read very much of anything currently, so she had settled for a room with a window. She spotted a small table with a chair. A chair in which, from the looks of it, contained a terribly bored Iduneus. Of course.
She crossed the room to the table and the Iduneus, setting a bag full of volumes on tactics and strategy on the table. One of them spilled out, a book on the battle of Agincourt. "I'm sorry, Iduneus, but you're going to need to relocate."
For seemingly no reason at all, most of the Iduneus in the room shrieked, hollered, wet themselves and otherwise made a general scene. Shit. What just happened?
Something inside of her clicked on, the part of her brain that worked its hardest when she led others into battle, or out of trouble.
"Pull yourselves together!"
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Tags: Lokotus the Mischievous (Levi)
Inspiration: MONSTER ENERGY AND TWILIGHT SYMPHONY
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Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jan 28, 2014 5:13:55 GMT
MEANWHILE, IN AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE...
(WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS FOR HUMOR ONLY AND IS ENTIRELY IN PARODY. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE IT OFFENSIVELY, AS I MEAN IT ENTIRELY FOR AMUSEMENT AND THE RIDICULE OF TODAY'S STEREOTYPES. I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE, IT WAS MEANT ENTIRELY IN HUMOR. NEITHER IS IT IC.)
"Mah Nigga" Cedric Vyrrsizzle rolled into the below deck area. He was wearing golden shutter sunglasses with large "$" symbols in the center. Around his neck hung a heavy chain of the same metallic hue and the large, impact-font lettering of "WHEREFORE ART MY BITCHES." His pants sagged several inches down, held up (poorly) by a thick gold belt.
Behind him, Puck laid down a beat with a similar pair of glasses. Each of the drake's claws was decorated with a gold ring bearing a ludicrously large gemstone.
"Do you quarrel, sir, biatch? I would hope not."
He stepped forward, raising one eyebrow pointedly.
"Larael, I be pissed tha fuck off. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Seriously, biatch? I thought you would not disappoint me by wastin yo' time wit dis ruffian. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch."
With a series of snapping sound effects from his backup drake, he turned to Levi.
"As fo' you, mah dear heterochrome, I would suggest findin yo ass mo' productizzle endeavors than whatever mischizzle-makin you was up ta here."
With a flip of his hair, he twisted on the heel of his foot and exited.
"I'm out, obviously I have mo' productizzle thangs ta do than keep track of y'all fools."
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Post by Lokotus the Mischievous (Levi) on Feb 2, 2014 0:39:12 GMT
LOKOTUS the MISCHIEVOUS "Pull yourselves together!" Oh, Levi had to crack a grin at that. Poor fools. Everyone would think them insane now, and not trust their judgement. This could, of course, mean that the pitiful humans would not listen to the two men when they warned of an impending attack of some sort, which could devolve into many unnecessary deaths. Oh well. Such is fate when Lokotus is left unentertained. Looking up to the female who had told him he would have to move, he raised a single, impertinent brow. "Move? Why would I do that? There are several other chairs that are perfectly capable of holding your less-than-impressive posterior end." A smile curled at his lips that seemed to simultaneously laugh at her and himself. The two men that had been the wrong end of Levi's amusement now stood up, looking around with terror in their eyes. They seemed to be trying to say something in a stammered voice, but could only manage unintelligible stutters. Tags: Larael Astriddottir
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Post by Larael Astriddottir on Feb 2, 2014 5:09:58 GMT
The individual she had politely asked to move declined in the least tactful way possible.
"Move? Why would I do that? There are several other chairs that are perfectly capable of holding your less-than-impressive posterior end." ))
A twinge of anger passed through her, though it may have only barely reached her face. He naturally had no right to talk to her like that. Any visible frustration passed quickly as her practiced professionalism took over. Of course. Not a day goes by that anything's -easy.- She simply stared back, cool and composed.
"It is in your best interest to move before you are forcibly relocated."
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Post by Lokotus the Mischievous (Levi) on Feb 6, 2014 22:37:08 GMT
LOKOTUS the MISCHIEVOUS Levi did not miss the annoyed twitch that crossed her face for but a brief moment. At this, his smile widened slightly, clearly pleased with himself. Although the voice that sounded felt like a woman next to him, Levi immediately recognized it and knew that it came from his own self. "Lokotus, you must remember that it is not in your best interest to anger a superior officer. Humans cling to their hierarchy with a ridiculously desperate grasp."
"This may be true, Mel, but you know me likely better than I know my own self. Am I truly one to care about human customs when I could destroy this feeble meatsack in moments?"
"You speak truth, Lokotus, but you have stayed on this planet for many years relatively left in peace. The other Exemplar would have to interfere if you began causing problems, and they would be happy to do away with you."
Levi had paused for too long, having lost himself in the internal conversation. His grin renewed it's life, his eyes flicking up to the woman with his response on the tip of his tongue, although he kept in mind Melacntha's warning this time around. "As you wish it, mighty Vetr," he drawled slowly, with exaggerated awe. Standing, he sweeped a gallant bow to her, before backing away from the chair a few steps, still bent at the waist. He raised his head to meet her gaze, his grin now wicked. "Of course, this is not out of fear or respect of your threat. But instead out of the deep, infinite well of kindness I carry in my virtuous heart." He clutched at his chest melodramatically as he straightened up, eyelids lowered in a bored, lazy way. Tags: Larael Astriddottir
Inspiration: SNOW DAY~
Notes: Sorry it took a couple days >.<
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Post by Larael Astriddottir on Feb 8, 2014 15:45:39 GMT
"As you wish it, mighty Vetr,"))
Mmm. Sarcasm.
Internally, Larael was getting frustrated and was unleashing curses in the name of gods she didn't even believe in.
On the surface, however, she was cool and collected as always; and she stared back with practiced aloofness.
"Of course, this is not out of fear or respect of your threat. But instead out of the deep, infinite well of kindness I carry in my virtuous heart." ))
Uh-huh. Right.
She sighed. It was fairly obvious to her that he was trying, or perhaps only existed to, piss her off. And had she been a weaker or perhaps more expressive officer of the Drakonrhedi, she would have thrown him overboard.
Not that she wouldn't throw him overboard. Just not yet.
She took over his chair and pulled out a volume on the Battle of Noryang, leafing through it as she found her place; and waiting for his response.
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Tags: Lokotus the Mischievous (Levi)
Inspiration: As I Am - Dream Theater
Notes: Here you are.
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