[FactionRP] The Pom Patrol [Pom]

[TheOneZeelOne]

The sheepkin sat in front of her little podium near the entrance, emitting a yawn as she listlessly fiddles with the open guestlist in front her. The gala had been going on for quite some time now and almost everyone came at the very beginning, so she hadn't seen a single guest come in during her shift. The last hour or so has been quite the dull one indeed. Her eyes start to droop closed, and as she tries to blink herself awake she notices her vision blurring. She takes a moment to rub the sleep out of her eye.

When she looks back up she's shocked to see not one, but a little over a dozen figures entering. They were certainly larger than sheep, but that's about all she could tell of them, as their entire bodies were hidden in long white cloaks, with hoods pulled far over their heads, all of which seemed to have a strange protrusion.

She was a bit weirded out by the sight but nonetheless put on a smile and spoke up in her cheeriest fake voice, "Hello, and welcome to the Gala! Who might you all be?"

Not a single answer; they all quietly walk down the hall and pass her. "Uh, hey, wait a minute everyone! I need to get your names and make sure you've been invited!"

The figure at the front turns towards her, and lifts up a leg to expose a cloven hoof. He slowly waves it around near her face, and says, "You don't need to know our names. We've all been invited."

"I don't need to know your names." she hypnotically repeats. "You've all been invited."

She turns away from them, staring blankly at the entrance, allowing them all to proceed.

Yep. That just happened.

Silently they all step into the main hall, where most of the actually invited ungulates were enjoying themselves. The lead figure speaks up loudly, "Excuse me."

A few heads zip towards the group, who invite more than a few odd looks.

He takes off his hood, revealing a long white mane resting on even whiter fur, and most prominently a lengthy horn. From head to hoof he was about as pure white as could be, the closest thing to color being the shimmering silver of his irises. As the other figures behind him followed suit, they earned more and more wide-eyed gazes. Very very few of the partygoers had ever laid eyes on one before but it was clear as day to all of them that they were looking at a band of unicorns.

The head unicorn slowly looks around the room with a calm smile on his face. "I don't wish to be a bother, but by any chance, might any of you go by the name... DungeonMiner?"

 

[BypenThynDragon]

OOC: You know what? I've only used my alt-Snakey once, he deserves a cameo at the big shindig.

In character: Men Shao slithers past Cog and Hominid with a plate of hors d'oeuvres.

As he passes by he tosses out, "Faenor is pregnant with Fluffy's child."

OOC: Because Hominid is very bad at whispering apparently.

Zack seems to apear out of nowere, towering over, right infront of the longma, a menising look spread across his face

You know, most of us dont take kindly to spreading false rumors, do you have any idea what reprocusions could ocure snek?

 

[CactusPearGamer]

As Dandy was moping, he heard the hoofsteps of what sounded like a group of ungulates walking in. Looking to the front entrance, he witnesses the exchange between the reception lady and the figure in white. As displeased as he is to know that this night is going further downhill, he does not engage them, opting to just watch for now.

 

[Stunthead]

"Jeez you guys, can't a sheep fall flat on his face without half of Foenum ogling him?"

Fleece stands.

"If you want food, Weylyn, you can probably buy some from the Great Lake BAAAAA. It's not far from here. Hope you like fush. Now, everyone, if you'll excuse me, I need to sober up for the baking contest."

Fleece retreats back to the meeting room. There is the soft sound of the door locking, followed by the very not soft sound of a glass bottle being thrown against the wall.

 

[The Yaski]

Zack seems to apear out of nowere, towering over, right infront of the longma, a menising look spread across his face

You know, most of us dont take kindly to spreading false rumors, do you have any idea what reprocusions could ocure snek?

Men Shao rolls his eyes at the display, making certain to extend a forked tongue to lazily snag one of his hors d'oeuvres as slowly as possible. "Any Foenecian with half a brain wouldn't listen to a rumor like that. The world's most gullible sheep could easily poke a hole in that one." He chews his food, at a glacial pace of course, while eyeing Zack. "Unless you are implying Fluffy would be capable of such a thing. I wouldn't have pegged you to be one who had researched any form of gender re-arranging. Unless you would like to correct me on that assumption..."

 

[BypenThynDragon]

Men Shao rolls his eyes at the display, making certain to extend a forked tongue to lazily snag one of his hors d'oeuvres as slowly as possible. "Any Foenecian with half a brain wouldn't listen to a rumor like that. The world's most gullible sheep could easily poke a hole in that one." He chews his food, at a glacial pace of course, while eyeing Zack. "Unless you are implying Fluffy would be capable of such a thing. I wouldn't have pegged you to be one who had researched any form of gender re-arranging. Unless you would like to correct me on that assumption..."

Zack looks disgustingly at Men Sao.

You say that now, but you would be surprised how stupid some ungulates really are, sooner or latter one rumor believed by one Ungulate and the world goes up in flames. Rein is already experiencing a small..

Zack stops talking realizing that this information might not be a good idea to widespread.

As for gender re-arranging, I don't know how to make a female into a male, but I can certainty make any male scream like a girl.

With those words Zack seems to grow bigger, his shadow like claws seem to solidify as they create deep scratches in the floor, his eyes turn blood red as his teeth grow and a low growl can be herd, only for it to stop a few moments later, as Zack returns to his normal appearance.

I'm sorry, that was very unprofessional of me.

 

[The Yaski]

Zack looks disgustingly at Men Sao.

You say that now, but you would be surprised how stupid some ungulates really are, sooner or latter one rumor believed by one Ungulate and the world goes up in flames. Rein is already experiencing a small..

Zack stops talking realizing that this information might not be a good idea to widespread.

As for gender re-arranging, I don't know how to make a female into a male, but I can certainty make any male scream like a girl.

With those words Zack seems to grow bigger, his shadow like claws seem to solidify as they create deep scratches in the floor, his eyes turn blood red as his teeth grow and a low growl can be herd, only for it to stop a few moments later, as Zack returns to his normal appearance.

I'm sorry, that was very unprofessional of me.

Men Shao stares completely blankly at Zack as he talks, calmly eating another treat as he puffs up. When Zack returns to normal size, he scoffs the tiniest little scoff. "I'd say it was. Your "friend" already has a bad enough reputation as is. If the "reasonable" one of the pair were to lose their cool, who knows what damage it could cause to the last of your good will."

He waves a free hoof dismissively. "Anyways, it's not like I was meaning any harm. The only ones who heard me were a sheep smart enough to know better, a demon and an ice sprite who both know those involved to believe it, and the type of troublemaker that nobody sane would take what they say seriously." He pauses and seems to ponder for a second. "At least without doing some fact checking first." He shrugs. "As I said, no harm done."

 

[BypenThynDragon]

Men Shao stares completely blankly at Zack as he talks, calmly eating another treat as he puffs up. When Zack returns to normal size, he scoffs the tiniest little scoff. "I'd say it was. Your "friend" already has a bad enough reputation as is. If the "reasonable" one of the pair were to lose their cool, who knows what damage it could cause to the last of your good will."

He waves a free hoof dismissively. "Anyways, it's not like I was meaning any harm. The only ones who heard me were a sheep smart enough to know better, a demon and an ice sprite who both know those involved to believe it, and the type of troublemaker that nobody sane would take what they say seriously." He pauses and seems to ponder for a second. "At least without doing some fact checking first." He shrugs. "As I said, no harm done."

Zack looks around barley taking notice to Men Shao, looking if anyone saw his burst of rage, when suddenly he spots the Unicorn calling for DM, and looks a little worried

Yea, yea apology whatever, excuse me I need to check on something,

Zack then disappears and a small cloud of smoke can be seen drifting through the crowd, heading towards the white Unicorn, and gliding around as if watch said unicorn.

 

[DungeonMiner]

The head unicorn slowly looks around the room with a calm smile on his face. "I don't wish to be a bother, but by any chance, might any of you go by the name... DungeonMiner?"

The boar gave the unicorn a quick look over before he bowed. "Greetings, Light Kin. I am the one you look for, sir. Tell me, to what do I owe the honor?"

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

The boar gave the unicorn a quick look over before he bowed. "Greetings, Light Kin. I am the one you look for, sir. Tell me, to what do I owe the honor?"

The unicorn and his apparent followers trot over to DM after he acknowledges them. He shifts his gaze towards Fluffy for a moment and his smile actually grows, almost exaggeratedly so. He turns back to DungeonMiner and returns the bow.

"Pleased to meet you, good sir. My apologies for the timing, I know you didn't come here for business, but our journey here was a long one and to be honest we've gotten a bit anxious." he starts, putting his hoof to his chest. "My name is Aster. As you can see, we are unicorns. That is to say, we are followers of the Order of the Horn... albeit our group is a bit different from the norm. We believe in all facets of the Light, but the sedentary nature of our people... it doesn't appeal to us. We feel that there are times where, in the name of the Light, action must be taken. To that end... I believe it is high time the Order of the Horn joined in on... all of this."

Aster takes a moment to look around the room at the various races before focusing back on DM. "My understanding is that you are the leader of the ever-enigmatic United Fœnum Council and that, in addition to having a certain pull, the Council's members seem to take residence there. As it were, us unicorns have no land to speak of outside of The Woodland, no home of our own anywhere near where the action is, so to speak. So our humble request to you is... would you take me on as representative of my people?"

He puts his hoof out towards the small band behind him. "My friends and I would be quite in your debt, and I'm sure you know that light magic can be quite the asset..."

 

[0Zero100]

Zero stops stuffing his face with biscuits to look over at the newly arrived unicorns. And eyes them... menacingly.

 

[BypenThynDragon]

The unicorn and his apparent followers trot over to DM after he acknowledges them. He shifts his gaze towards Fluffy for a moment and his smile actually grows, almost exaggeratedly so. He turns back to DungeonMiner and returns the bow.

"Pleased to meet you, good sir. My apologies for the timing, I know you didn't come here for business, but our journey here was a long one and to be honest we've gotten a bit anxious." he starts, putting his hoof to his chest. "My name is Aster. As you can see, we are unicorns. That is to say, we are followers of the Order of the Horn... albeit our group is a bit different from the norm. We believe in all facets of the Light, but the sedentary nature of our people... it doesn't appeal to us. We feel that there are times where, in the name of the Light, action must be taken. To that end... I believe it is high time the Order of the Horn joined in on... all of this."

Aster takes a moment to look around the room at the various races before focusing back on DM. "My understanding is that you are the leader of the ever-enigmatic United Fœnum Council and that, in addition to having a certain pull, the Council's members seem to take residence there. As it were, us unicorns have no land to speak of outside of The Woodland, no home of our own anywhere near where the action is, so to speak. So our humble request to you is... would you take me on as representative of my people?"

He puts his hoof out towards the small band behind him. "My friends and I would be quite in your debt, and I'm sure you know that light magic can be quite the asset..."

Before DM could respond Fluffy jumps between the two,

Hello, new Ungulates, I'm Fluffy, so your the order of the horn, that's cool I have a horn too, see

Fluffy then pulls out the reindeer horn from her assassin and shows it to the Order members, a knife is caught in the horn,

Opps lets put that back,

Fluffy takes the knife and stuffs it back into her floofz, then moves out of the way to one of the members with there hood still on

You know its funny, I've met some ungulate with these robes before, she tried to kill me so I took her horn, and I still might have her robe too. But don't be frightened, Zack said I wasn't allowed to kill anybody at the gala.

 

[DungeonMiner]

He puts his hoof out towards the small band behind him. "My friends and I would be quite in your debt, and I'm sure you know that light magic can be quite the asset..."

You know its funny, I've met some ungulate with these robes before, she tried to kill me so I took her horn, and I still might have her robe too. But don't be frightened, Zack said I wasn't allowed to kill anybody at the gala.

"Of course, of course, esteemed guests. Peace among all ungulates is my ultimate, and only goal. Having ungulates from all walks, and all lands, whether the brightest of lights, or the deepest of shadows will aid us to that goal."

Miner holds up his plate of slightly smaller truffles, and offers them to the unicorns. "We would be happy to have you."

 

[Mighty Alicorn Hunter]

"Jeez you guys, can't a sheep fall flat on his face without half of Foenum ogling him?"

Fleece stands.

"If you want food, Weylyn, you can probably buy some from the Great Lake BAAAAA. It's not far from here. Hope you like fush. Now, everyone, if you'll excuse me, I need to sober up for the baking contest."

Fleece retreats back to the meeting room. There is the soft sound of the door locking, followed by the very not soft sound of a glass bottle being thrown against the wall.

"Thank you, I do in fact like... did you say fush? I think you meant to say fi-"
"Just don't question it."
"Okay..."

The unicorn and his apparent followers trot over to DM after he acknowledges them. He shifts his gaze towards Fluffy for a moment and his smile actually grows, almost exaggeratedly so. He turns back to DungeonMiner and returns the bow.

"Pleased to meet you, good sir. My apologies for the timing, I know you didn't come here for business, but our journey here was a long one and to be honest we've gotten a bit anxious." he starts, putting his hoof to his chest. "My name is Aster. As you can see, we are unicorns. That is to say, we are followers of the Order of the Horn... albeit our group is a bit different from the norm. We believe in all facets of the Light, but the sedentary nature of our people... it doesn't appeal to us. We feel that there are times where, in the name of the Light, action must be taken. To that end... I believe it is high time the Order of the Horn joined in on... all of this."

Aster takes a moment to look around the room at the various races before focusing back on DM. "My understanding is that you are the leader of the ever-enigmatic United Fœnum Council and that, in addition to having a certain pull, the Council's members seem to take residence there. As it were, us unicorns have no land to speak of outside of The Woodland, no home of our own anywhere near where the action is, so to speak. So our humble request to you is... would you take me on as representative of my people?"

He puts his hoof out towards the small band behind him. "My friends and I would be quite in your debt, and I'm sure you know that light magic can be quite the asset..."

Weylyn tries to keep from drawing attention to himself, and turns to the Prime minister. "Fleece, do you know a back way to the BAA you spoke of? I'm afraid that these newcomers won't take kindly to me striding by them, and it'd be a shame to make another scene here."

 

[Stunthead]

"Thank you, I do in fact like... did you say fush? I think you meant to say fi-"
"Just don't question it."
"Okay..."

Weylyn tries to keep from drawing attention to himself, and turns to the Prime minister. "Fleece, do you know a back way to the BAA you spoke of? I'm afraid that these newcomers won't take kindly to me striding by them, and it'd be a shame to make another scene here."

Fleece speaks through the door.
"Don't those demons have portal powers or something? Look, just follow the right wall until you reach a door, the BAA is right there."

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

Before DM could respond Fluffy jumps between the two,

Hello, new Ungulates, I'm Fluffy, so your the order of the horn, that's cool I have a horn too, see

Fluffy then pulls out the reindeer horn from her assassin and shows it to the Order members, a knife is caught in the horn,

Opps lets put that back,

Fluffy takes the knife and stuffs it back into her floofz, then moves out of the way to one of the members with there hood still on

You know its funny, I've met some ungulate with these robes before, she tried to kill me so I took her horn, and I still might have her robe too. But don't be frightened, Zack said I wasn't allowed to kill anybody at the gala.

Aster's smile doesn't fade, in fact the closest he comes to a change in expression is a slight twitch of the eye. He seems surprisingly... unsurprised.

"But of course. I'm sure a nice, civilized ungulate such as yourself wouldn't cause any problems."

"Of course, of course, esteemed guests. Peace among all ungulates is my ultimate, and only goal. Having ungulates from all walks, and all lands, whether the brightest of lights, or the deepest of shadows will aid us to that goal."

Miner holds up his plate of slightly smaller truffles, and offers them to the unicorns. "We would be happy to have you."

"Ah, wonderful!" Aster replies, beaming as he takes up a truffle. "I think... High Priest of the Council would make a fitting enough title. Assuming you don't already have one..."

 

[Mighty Alicorn Hunter]

Fleece speaks through the door.
"Don't those demons have portal powers or something? Look, just follow the right wall until you reach a door, the BAA is right there."

"If we had portals, do you really think we wouldn't have just used that to rescue you?"
Weylyn then remembers how Fluffy arrived to the Gala and sighs deeply while pressing a paw against his face. "Anyway, thank you Fleece."
He then as directed follows the right wall, trying to slip away unnoticed. This proves difficult however as each guest he passes by gives startled glances and the occasional gasp.

 

[Feanor]

"If we had portals, do you really think we wouldn't have just used that to rescue you?"
Weylyn then remembers how Fluffy arrived to the Gala and sighs deeply while pressing a paw against his face. "Anyway, thank you Fleece."
He then as directed follows the right wall, trying to slip away unnoticed. This proves difficult however as each guest he passes by gives startled glances and the occasional gasp.

As the last disgruntled ungulate departs the scene, Cog gives a whistle and looks at Hominid.

"Ungulates, eh? What's got all their tails in a twist anyway?"

He hesitates, then sticks his hand back in the bag and offers a handful to the demon, spilling golden oats between his fingers.

"You ever eat golden--?" he stops, giving Hominid's ethereal form another look, and reconsiders his question. "You ever eat?"

OOC: SHE WAS OUT OF MANA, OKAY? That's why we didn't use the portal. This is a perfect, balanced system. I will tolerate no further questions on the matter.

 

[OCisbestungulate]

OOC: SHE WAS OUT OF MANA, OKAY? That's why we didn't use the portal. This is a perfect, balanced system. I will tolerate no further questions on the matter.

What's her max MP?

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

One of Aster's comrades steps up from behind him and murmurs something into his ear. They proceed to point at Weylyn.

"Ah... that's him?"

His ally nods and he turns to stare at the predator. His eyes dilate wildly.

"Hello over there!" he calls out in his friendliest tone. "Do you have a moment?"

As the last disgruntled ungulate departs the scene, Cog gives a whistle and looks at Hominid.

"Ungulates, eh? What's got all their tails in a twist anyway?"

He hesitates, then sticks his hand back in the bag and offers a handful to the demon, spilling golden oats between his fingers.

"You ever eat golden--?" he stops, giving Hominid's ethereal form another look, and reconsiders his question. "You ever eat?"

OOC: SHE WAS OUT OF MANA, OKAY? That's why we didn't use the portal. This is a perfect, balanced system. I will tolerate no further questions on the matter.

"Only for fun, thanks." Hominid responds, casually accepting a handful and tossing it into his mouth. He doesn't chew or swallow, the food just kinda disappears into him. After a pause, he exhales and sees that his breath is visible, as though he were out in freezing cold weather. "...Huh."

He stretches out and starts lounging mid-air, as he tends to do. "But yeah, they're waaay too high strung. Always with the "Oh our civilization's ending", like that's never happened before. I mean come on, act like you've been there, yannow?"

 

[Stunthead]

OOC: SHE WAS OUT OF MANA, OKAY? That's why we didn't use the portal. This is a perfect, balanced system. I will tolerate no further questions on the matter.

OOC:
Fluffy: Uh, I'm out of MP.
Zack: Then use an ether.
Fluffy: But you can't buy ethers...
Zack: WE'RE SAVING THE PRIME MINISTER!
Fluffy: But I only have 85 of them.

 

[Mighty Alicorn Hunter]

One of Aster's comrades steps up from behind him and murmurs something into his ear. They proceed to point at Weylyn.

"Ah... that's him?"

His ally nods and he turns to stare at the predator. His eyes dilate wildly.

"Hello over there!" he calls out in his friendliest tone. "Do you have a moment?"

Weylyn freezes in place, his ears pitch upwards as if to reach the ceiling, and he slowly turns to face this new comer. "I suppose I can spare a moment. I hope I haven't caused any duress with my presence light-one."
Weylyn looks visibly worried about the outcome of this conversation.

 

[0Zero100]

Zero looks on in undisbelief at the crowd of ungulates and just listens. When the robed one... the unicorn... the th- ugh, ASTER! walks up and makes mention of Weylyn, Zero slowly makes his way over to Weylyn's side. Standing at the ready for anything that might happen, Zero patiently waits for Aster to speak.

 

[CactusPearGamer]

Zero looks on in undisbelief at the crowd of ungulates and just listens. When the robed one... the unicorn... the th- ugh, ASTER! walks up and makes mention of Weylyn, Zero slowly makes his way over to Weylyn's side. Standing at the ready for anything that might happen, Zero patiently waits for Aster to speak.

Dandy does the exact same thing. Although, he just sorta moves a little closer.

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

Weylyn freezes in place, his ears pitch upwards as if to reach the ceiling, and he slowly turns to face this new comer. "I suppose I can spare a moment. I hope I haven't caused any duress with my presence light-one."
Weylyn looks visibly worried about the outcome of this conversation.

"Ohhh far from it, my friend, far from it!" Aster replies with a beaming grin. His face couldn't be more gentle, but there was nothing but chaos in his eyes. "You're Weylyn, isn't that right? ...I hope it doesn't seem presumptuous of me to assume that, but there aren't too many around here with claws and fangs..."

He emits a quiet, nigh on silent chuckle. "I've heard much about you... you're a hero. A role model! A credit to your kind." he pauses, "...That's not an offensive thing to say, is it?"

Not letting him answer he quickly continues, "Anyway I would like to introduce myself, even though I have this strange feeling you may have already overheard who I am..."

Aster glances at Zero, over to Dandy, and then around the room towards the other prying eyes. By this point it seemed nearly everyone in the hall was fixated on the situation. He seems strangely comfortable with this.

He turns back to Weylyn and gives a lengthy bow. "My name is Aster. I represent the Order of the Horn. As of a moment ago, I am the newest member of the Council."

He peers up at him with a devious smile. "Which means you and I will be seeing quite a bit of one another."

 

[0Zero100]

"Ohhh far from it, my friend, far from it!" Aster replies with a beaming grin. His face couldn't be more gentle, but there was nothing but chaos in his eyes. "You're Weylyn, isn't that right? ...I hope it doesn't seem presumptuous of me to assume that, but there aren't too many around here with claws and fangs..."

He emits a quiet, nigh on silent chuckle. "I've heard much about you... you're a hero. A role model! A credit to your kind." he pauses, "...That's not an offensive thing to say, is it?"

Not letting him answer he quickly continues, "Anyway I would like to introduce myself, even though I have this strange feeling you may have already overheard who I am..."

Aster glances at Zero, over to Dandy, and then around the room towards the other prying eyes. By this point it seemed nearly everyone in the hall was fixated on the situation. He seems strangely comfortable with this.

He turns back to Weylyn and gives a lengthy bow. "My name is Aster. I represent the Order of the Horn. As of a moment ago, I am the newest member of the Council."

He peers up at him with a devious smile. "Which means you and I will be seeing quite a bit of one another."

"I don't like this! Kill it! KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!"

Zero shot first.
..
...
...
That wasn't in character. But I don't trust this W. D. G-Aster guy.

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

"I don't like this! Kill it! KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!"

Zero shot first.
..
...
...
That wasn't in character. But I don't trust this W. D. G-Aster guy.

OOC: Aw come now, he's not Gaster...

Spoiler

He's your best friend!

 

[Mighty Alicorn Hunter]

"Ohhh far from it, my friend, far from it!" Aster replies with a beaming grin. His face couldn't be more gentle, but there was nothing but chaos in his eyes. "You're Weylyn, isn't that right? ...I hope it doesn't seem presumptuous of me to assume that, but there aren't too many around here with claws and fangs..."

He emits a quiet, nigh on silent chuckle. "I've heard much about you... you're a hero. A role model! A credit to your kind." he pauses, "...That's not an offensive thing to say, is it?"

Not letting him answer he quickly continues, "Anyway I would like to introduce myself, even though I have this strange feeling you may have already overheard who I am..."

Aster glances at Zero, over to Dandy, and then around the room towards the other prying eyes. By this point it seemed nearly everyone in the hall was fixated on the situation. He seems strangely comfortable with this.

He turns back to Weylyn and gives a lengthy bow. "My name is Aster. I represent the Order of the Horn. As of a moment ago, I am the newest member of the Council."

He peers up at him with a devious smile. "Which means you and I will be seeing quite a bit of one another."

Weylyn gets the idea that Aster is being polite due to the crowd, but he figures it wouldn't hurt to entertain the idea that these champions of light aren't disgusted by his very existence, at least for now. It is a party after all.
"That isn't offensive at all, and while I may be a much needed role model, I think hero is going to far. Zero is the hero, he's done much more for the council than I'll probably ever do. I'm just the one who sees a future where predators and ungulates live together... without quite knowing how to get there.
Aster, I am looking forward to meeting with you back at the council. I saw your group and feared that I would be a target, as I have heard very little of your kind besides that they have little tolerance of dark magic. Let's hope our sides find peace rather than conflict... and I mean that both in terms of the dark and the predators."

 

[Feanor]

He stretches out and starts lounging mid-air, as he tends to do. "But yeah, they're waaay too high strung. Always with the "Oh our civilization's ending", like that's never happened before. I mean come on, act like you've been there, yannow?"

"Right? Totally." Cog agrees immediately, then pauses, frowning as he thinks about it. He decides not to pursue it. "Listen, Fea probably wouldn't want me even talking to a dem-- err, one of your kind, but... there's something that I need and I don't know if anyone else will do it."

He looks around furtively then leans in close. "See, the Sheep Prime Minister came to visit the other day, and he tried to hide it, but..." he leans in closer. "Turns out he got the coolest tattoo while he was gone! I didn't even know Ungulates DID that, but it's awesome, and I want-- no NEED one just like it!"

He frowns. "Fea would kill me first, but..." He pulls up the sleeve of his robe, revealing one tiny, white arm. "What she doesn't know can't hurt her, amiright!?"

He holds out another handful of oats with a grin. "Whadda you say? Help a two-legged friend out?"

OOC: It occurs to me that this is totally the Foenum version of getting a Swastika slapped on.

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

"Right? Totally." Cog agrees immediately, then pauses, frowning as he thinks about it. He decides not to pursue it. "Listen, Fea probably wouldn't want me even talking to a dem-- err, one of your kind, but... there's something that I need and I don't know if anyone else will do it."

He looks around furtively then leans in close. "See, the Sheep Prime Minister came to visit the other day, and he tried to hide it, but..." he leans in closer. "Turns out he got the coolest tattoo while he was gone! I didn't even know Ungulates DID that, but it's awesome, and I want-- no NEED one just like it!"

He frowns. "Fea would kill me first, but..." He pulls up the sleeve of his robe, revealing one tiny, white arm. "What she doesn't know can't hurt her, amiright!?"

He holds out another handful of oats with a grin. "Whadda you say? Help a two-legged friend out?"

OOC: It occurs to me that this is totally the Foenum version of getting a Swastika slapped on.

Hominid sits up, a little surprised.

"Oh man, I haven't given someone an ink job in a while..." he replies, staring wistfully at nothing.

He accepts the oats and just kinda absorbs them into his hand as he puts it contemplatively to his chin.

"Hmm, lemme think..." he continues, vapor once again pouring from his mouth. "A likeness of the Mark of the Hunters, a branding of their ownership, signal of their complete and utter control of your mind..."

He claps enthusiastically. "I don't see that causing any problems! Let's do it, Bob!"

For once he actually stands up, feet touching the ground and everything. With a stomp he conjures a black void of a portal. He reaches in and pulls out... well, nothing, because it's stuck. With some effort, he yanks again and again until the portal stretches to release a comically oversized needle, almost as big as Hominid himself.

He hoists it menacingly above his head, gazing down at Cog. "Showtime!" he hisses.

Slowly he marches towards him, as unnatural red vines materialize from the floor to block off the door. Within moments, more come up in the form of walls around the ice sprite.

Hominid stalks up to within inches of him, before rearing the needle back as far as he can...

...only to delicately poke Cog in the arm with his toe, harmlessly spawning the tattoo in an instant.

He casually tosses the needle aside where it dissipates into nothingness as all the vines disappear back from whence they came.

"So whaddya think, Robbie?" he asks, clapping the dust from his hands.

 

[Feanor]

e hoists it menacingly above his head, gazing down at Cog. "Showtime!" he hisses.

"
"W-wait a second!" Cog backs away, staring at the needle with huge black eyes.

"So whaddya think, Robbie?" he asks, clapping the dust from his hands.

Cog just gapes at him for a moment, then falls hard on his rear end. Slowly, he looks from Hominid down to his arm, pulling up the sleeve. His eyes widen even further, and his look of horror freezes... abruptly becoming a huge grin.

"Ha-HA!" he whoops, jumping to his feet and flexing his tiny arm to get a better look. "Lookin' good baby! Just wait until the ladies see this!"

He looks up suddenly, grinning sheepishly. "This is spot on! Thanks Homi!" (He pronounces it like Homie).

 

[TheOneZeelOne]

Weylyn gets the idea that Aster is being polite due to the crowd, but he figures it wouldn't hurt to entertain the idea that these champions of light aren't disgusted by his very existence, at least for now. It is a party after all.
"That isn't offensive at all, and while I may be a much needed role model, I think hero is going to far. Zero is the hero, he's done much more for the council than I'll probably ever do. I'm just the one who sees a future where predators and ungulates live together... without quite knowing how to get there.
Aster, I am looking forward to meeting with you back at the council. I saw your group and feared that I would be a target, as I have heard very little of your kind besides that they have little tolerance of dark magic. Let's hope our sides find peace rather than conflict... and I mean that both in terms of the dark and the predators."

Aster chuckles, somewhat inappropriately.

"Well I can only say that if we were exactly like what you've heard, then we probably wouldn't have strayed this far outside the Woodlands..." he notes with a wink. "Rest assured, we'll get along juuust fine. Mm, and about this Zero..."

He whips his head over towards Zero. "Would that be you, by any chance...?"

He steps over perhaps a little too close to look over the bear robot. "What... are you, exactly? If you don't mind me asking..."


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OOC: Yay scene transitions~

Big 'ol RP convo below

Spoiler

Zeel, waiting just across from the meeting room, sees Feanor storm out. Worried that she might be leaving, he turns to An Hongse and quickly utters, "I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse me..." before turning back and calling out, "Hey, Feanor!"

The Ambassadeer looks up unhappily at the voice. Upon seeing Zeel, she immediately puts on a smile so pleasant it might as well be a death glare.

He steps over towards her, quickly recapping in his head what he wanted to say. However he knew there was only one thing appropriate to start with...

"You've um... talked to her, yes?" he asks. "How is she...? I know Zack said she shouldn't be in any pain, but that... that noise..."

He shudders a bit at recalling her song. "It sounded so tortured... like the deepest of agonies..." he finishes without a hint of irony.

"Fluffy is quite well, Dark One - almost alarmingly so, in fact. I'm afraid that noise you heard was far from agony. It was only singing, or something distantly akin to it. Your concern for Fluffy is most... touching." her expression is still warmly pleasant (almost alarmingly so, in fact) but her eyes tell another story as she scans his face. "I will be sure to pass it on to her. If there is nothing else...?"

"Oh..." Zeel remarks, a tad embarrassed. "Ah, well, glad to be wrong on that, nice to know she's in high spirits..."

He clears his throat, and follows up, "Listen... all pleasantries aside... I know you don't like me. In fact I'm pretty sure you don't really respect me or my opinion, and I don't expect that to magically change anytime soon. But I just want to tell you, I've... seen what's happening, up close this time around. This whole, uh... situation... that's brewing in Velvetia."

He had to stop himself from saying 'civil war' there. He suspected the thought may have already crossed her mind, but if it hadn't, he didn't want to put it there.

"I know my problems don't really compare, but the last few months have really taught me the stresses of being a leader, or atleast being the person that fills that role and... well I can imagine what must be weighing on you." he continues, trying to speak quietly so as to not attract too much attention. "And I get that it's part of how you lead, that you need to keep up appearances and exert strength at all times, but... it's not healthy to hide it, no matter who you are. It's... it's okay, to hurt. It's okay to let things like that out. All it means is that you're... still in there."

His words seem to have cut through her mask atleast, leaving a more honest - if not entirely friendly - expression. "You needn't concern yourself, Zeel. I can take care of myself. This situation is my own problem."

He scratches the back of his head as he keeps going, "Well, about that... to be honest, I've always felt that since... what Fluffy did... happened while she was with us, that it's... atleast partly my responsibility. And I've had this thought lately that, if I could've maybe reeled her in and was able to teach her peace like I wanted to in time, then... well obviously, they'd still be alive. And the people of Velvetia, they'd see her as nothing but the hero that she is. And you, they'd love you all the more for bringing her in, so I guess... I guess on some level I think it's all my fault." he admits, lowering his head sadly.

"Zeel..." Feanor sounds almost uncertain, caught off guard.

"I'm... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, and I want you to know, if you ever find yourself needing help, if there's anything we can do to get this resolved peacefully... you can come to us."

At his last words, Feanor looks up sharply from where she was frowning at the ground, suspicion and distrust flashing through her eyes for a moment before she covers it with a smile.

"You are very gallant to offer. I am certain the Soldiers of Shadow would be overjoyed to be there for us in our time of weakness." Her voice hovers on the border of sarcasm, but never crosses. "But I fear there will be no peace. We will tear this little coup up from the roots, or else it will rear its ugly head again elsewhere. High treason is just funny that way. A lot like a weed."

She laughs as though at some hidden joke, but it is a cold laugh.

"Best to just stamp it out, mmm?"

"Hm... well, I understand." Zeel answers, trying to mask his concern. "We've got very different ways of going about things of course, but I trust your judgment, you'd know the situation better than I. And I know it's really none of my business, I just hate the idea of conflicts like this, especially now that..."

He just lets himself trail off.

"Now that what?" Feanor asks, suddenly curious.

"Well... now that she's there." he responds quietly. "I know it's not something either of us didn't see coming. And I know we wouldn't even have discussed it if we didn't think she could handle it. Even so... the thought that it's all happening around her when I'm nowhere near her, when there's so little I can really do about it, it just..."

He looks up at her, making no attempt to hide his defeated look. "Few things can make you feel more helpless."

After a brief pause, he follows up, "It's alright though. Because, I trust you, to protect her..."

Any trace of humor is gone from Feanor's face now. She stares directly at him, but her gaze is focused inward. "Why?" she asks flatly. "Why do you trust me?"

"Honestly I can't really explain it." he replies. "It's just, this feeling I keep having, that as long as she's with you... she'll be okay."

Feanor actually flinches, as though physically struck by his words. The look on her face is inexplicably hurt, then angry. A cold formality asserts itself.

"I appreciate the sentiment, Dark One. But I think this has gone far enough." Her glance flicks to the passing guests. "If it eases your mind, Fluffy sleeps under my own roof, with every same protection I am afforded. If it's the same to you, I'd as soon not speak of this matter again."

Her sudden change in demeanor is accompanied by an almost imperceptible chill that creeps into the air.

Zeel leans his body away, almost taking a step back, his face showing a hint of curious confusion. He had perhaps expected that sort of reaction at some point in this conversation, but not there.

There's a silence, lasting only a moment but feeling ever eternal. On his next exhalation, Zeel notices his breath turning into a visible vapor before his eyes.

"...If that's what you want." Zeel murmurs to break the silence. "Well, you seemed to be in a hurry so I don't want to hold you up any longer. I just needed to get all that off my chest. Thanks for your time."

Feanor nods curtly.

He turns and takes a few steps away. He wasn't sure how much he'd gotten through but in truth he didn't expect too much in the first place. Some things just need to be said.

With that in mind he stops short. "And uh, Feanor..." he speaks up, before turning his head towards her. "You obviously have a lot of enemies. But, no matter what you might think, I'm not one of them. I've really never thought of us that way."

With that, he wanders off.


OOC: Feanor's parts were all written by Feanor and Zeel's parts were all written by well who could even guess really

 

[The Yaski]

Zeel, waiting just across from the meeting room, sees Feanor storm out. Worried that she might be leaving, he turns to An Hongse and quickly utters, "I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse me..." before turning back and calling out, "Hey, Feanor!"

An stands stoically, watching as Zeel dashes off to talk to the other ambassador. He definitely doesn't feel bad because his conversations keep getting interrupted. Definitely not. He's a professional and above such things. He subtly glances to make sure no one is looking at him before allowing himself a short sigh. "Ah well, for the best really." He begins to make his way over to the snack table. "I'm just here to heighten the image of Huoshan anyways. Short, yet memorable conversations are the best tactic to achieve maximum exposure. Some sacrifices will be made to depth of exposure, but those connections can be established later. The more doors opened, the more options, and the more flexible the tactics can be later. Besides..." A bite of salad hides the faint flicker of what might have been a smirk.

 

[BypenThynDragon]

An stands stoically, watching as Zeel dashes off to talk to the other ambassador. He definitely doesn't feel bad because his conversations keep getting interrupted. Definitely not. He's a professional and above such things. He subtly glances to make sure no one is looking at him before allowing himself a short sigh. "Ah well, for the best really." He begins to make his way over to the snack table. "I'm just here to heighten the image of Huoshan anyways. Short, yet memorable conversations are the best tactic to achieve maximum exposure. Some sacrifices will be made to depth of exposure, but those connections can be established later. The more doors opened, the more options, and the more flexible the tactics can be later. Besides..." A bite of salad hides the faint flicker of what might have been a smirk.

Fluffy getting board of the Unicorns goes over to the longma looking lonely

Hi there, you want some punch, its quite good I don't understand why everybody is avoiding it like the plague.

Fluffy offers a cup of the blood red punch while taking a sip of her own.

 

[The Yaski]

Fluffy getting board of the Unicorns goes over to the longma looking lonely

Hi there, you want some punch, its quite good I don't understand why everybody is avoiding it like the plague.

Fluffy offers a cup of the blood red punch while taking a sip of her own.

An takes the punch, sniffs it, and looks at Fluffy. Then he shrugs, knocks back the entire (party size) cup in one go, and after a little bit of swishing it pensively around his mouth, swallows. He shrugs again and sets his cup down. "It's a bit of an acquired taste."

 

[OCisbestungulate]

The more doors opened...

OOC: Yeessss. Open the doors. Open ALL of the Doors....

 

[CactusPearGamer]

Aster chuckles, somewhat inappropriately.

"Well I can only say that if we were exactly like what you've heard, then we probably wouldn't have strayed this far outside the Woodlands..." he notes with a wink. "Rest assured, we'll get along juuust fine. Mm, and about this Zero..."

He whips his head over towards Zero. "Would that be you, by any chance...?"

He steps over perhaps a little too close to look over the bear robot. "What... are you, exactly? If you don't mind me asking..."

Dandy places himself between Aster and Zero.
"Hold up, sir. I don't think you should get any closer to Zero," he says, glaring at Aster.

 

[BypenThynDragon]

An takes the punch, sniffs it, and looks at Fluffy. Then he shrugs, knocks back the entire (party size) cup in one go, and after a little bit of swishing it pensively around his mouth, swallows. He shrugs again and sets his cup down. "It's a bit of an acquired taste."

Fluffy looks confused at An

So why are you hear and not crowding the Unicorn like everyone else.

Fluffy gets uncomfortably close to An's face.

 

[The Yaski]

Fluffy looks confused at An

So why are you hear and not crowding the Unicorn like everyone else.

Fluffy gets uncomfortably close to An's face.

An does not blink, reaching around Fluffy for some chips and dip while maintaining the dull, dead-eyed staring contest. "I am here because I am hungry. The Unicorn's location prevents me from fixing this whilst in their vicinity." He successfully nabs some chips, and slowly eats one, still unblinking. "And why are you here?"

 

[BypenThynDragon]

An does not blink, reaching around Fluffy for some chips and dip while maintaining the dull, dead-eyed staring contest. "I am here because I am hungry. The Unicorn's location prevents me from fixing this whilst in their vicinity." He successfully nabs some chips, and slowly eats one, still unblinking. "And why are you here?"

Well maybe I'm here because its quite clear that unicorn hates me, I mean come on I'm not that dense.

Fluffy then takes a chip away from An and munches on it. Fluffy is still looking strait into An's eyes unblinking.