#but my pigmans got him. (i am fine with this of course)

[shirtshawaiian]

love wins

[lonely-lost-soul]

Under the Floorboards

(Technoblade x Reader) link to Pt. II :)

Picking up a bundle of wood you let out a soft breath, you watched as it escaped out your lips in front of you in a small cloud. Trudging through the snow you made your way back to your house, well it wasn’t really your house. A few months ago you ran into Technoblade while he was searching for a new home far away from this place called L’manburg; he told you he was in retirement and was surprised to find another person all the way out here. As a wandering adventurer, you eventually won him over with your charm, wit, and humor.

That was a joke of course.

You both started a mutual trade agreement, on your way back from the adventures you’d always take a pit stop at his place so he could see if you had anything worth trading. It started slow, he realized you would come back very late at night, and very weary. He offered you to stay the night once, then once turned into twice and before you knew it you began to stay at his place after every late-night adventure. As you spent more time together he helped you become a better fighter, and farmer and you helped him learn social skills and how to cook food that wasn’t steak.

He never told you about his time in the country of L’manburg or why he was in retirement in the first place but you didn’t mind. Everyone has their secrets and even if both of you were considered friends at this point you never pried. Not even when you’d catch him mumbling to himself about chat, or the bloodthirsty look in his eyes after he killed an animal. You kept your mouth shut out of respect, you could tell he appreciated the gesture.

You earned yourself a friendship emerald after he introduced you to his oldest friend Philza, the man treated you like you were his family. It made you feel wanted and welcome, Techno had a little smile on his face the entire interaction as the both of you bonded. In his mind he was ecstatic his two favorite people were getting along. Techno walked Philza out of the house and returned holding an emerald out to you, you knew how valuable these emerald were to him. You were in such shock and awe you almost started crying which caused him to panic.

“I’ll treasure it with my life.” You told him kissing said emerald gently, blush spread across his pale face to his pointed ears.

“I’m glad.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “Chat- chat stop I’m not simp.” You heard him whisper hiss softly but you ignored it, choosing to smile at him instead. He noticed and his blush only deepened. You took his hand, it was so small intertwined in his own, and squeezed it softly.

Eventually, the both of you grew closer than just friends which understandably scared the half pigman to death. You caught him mumbling to himself more frequently, especially when you both were out fighting monsters and gaining experience.

Things like: “I’m not a simp” and “Calm down I’m gonna protect her” as well as “I can’t just say that!” Were very frequent mumblings of his, your brow furrowed and after fighting a baby zombie you turned towards him,

“Hey Technoblade you doing okay?”

“Yes!” He sputtered out reassuring you that he was just fine by saving you from a Skeleton.

You two watched the sunset that same day from on top of a snowy mountain and he confessed to you. The confession was a bit rough around the edges but then again so was he, so to you, it was perfect. You took his hands to get him to stop rambling and kissed his knuckles. He made an embarrassed sound and looked away from you, you cooed teasingly at him and accepted. From then on you both were attached at the hip, well as attached as he’d let you be there was still that level of awkwardness that came with any new relationships but it was wonderful. You’d both spent hours by the fireside as he read to you, you’d help him care for Carl and get enchanted books all the while you were in awe of this magnificent and mysterious man before you.

Shaking your head smiling to yourself you trudged back to his house, the emerald around your neck bounced in tandem with your steps. Technoblade never liked leaving you alone, you reminded him constantly that you had a life before he was in it but he still seemed to be on edge. You figured it had something to do with his past so you did your best to reassure him that you’d be safe when he was away; Techo seemed to appreciate your efforts at least. Whenever he got back from what you assumed was visiting Phil (after all, Carl was gone), you were going to run him a bath and braid his hair the way he liked. Maybe you’d make him a nice dinner then you’d both fall asleep together while reading. It’d earn you some soft kisses and snuggles later, you giggled to yourself as you put away the wood. If you told anyone else this giant of a man, who you’ve seen wipe out hordes of monsters like it was nothing, loves to be cuddled at night they’d call you insane.

You wandered down into the basement to feed his cow but the sound of a blocks-breaking startled you out of your daydream. You whipped around pulling out your sword in the way Technoblade showed you and came face to face with a blonde child peeking out from the floorboards.

“What the FUCK?!” You both shrieked at one another, he moved to try and scramble back down the hole. You followed him down his ladder, you weren’t going to let this child get away with living under your boyfriends’ house so easily. You backed him into a corner and took note of his beat-up appearance and his attempts to look brave as he held up his hands. Sweat gathered on his brow but you didn’t let your guard down, before you could open your mouth to question him he began to talk so fast and loud you could barely keep up.

“OI, OI, OI, OI! LADY, LADY, LADY, CALM DOWNNNN CALM DOWN! SEE, SEE WE’RE BOTH IN TROUBLE CAUSE WE’RE BOTH STEALING- BORROWING FROM THE BLADE! THE BLADE KNOWS ME! I AM HIS LITTLE BROTHER, TOMMY, I AM SURE YOU’VE HEARD OF ME! THEREFOR I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG. YOU-YOU, ON THE OTHER HAND, ARE A STRANGER! YOU KNOW HE’S A BLOOD GOD RIGHT? HE’LL ABSOLUTELY KILL YOU, BUT BUT! IF WE KEEP THIS BETWEEN US I WON’T HAVE TO TELL HIM ANYTHING AT ALL FAIR? SEEMS FAIR TO ME-”

You reached your hand out to cover his mouth, your eyes narrowed into slits, “Start again. Softer and slower. Techno never told me he had a brother.” You watched the eyes of the blonde widen in surprise, assumingly at the notion that you already knew Technoblade. Slowly you removed your hand from his mouth but didn’t lower your guard. He cleared his throat, swallowing tentatively.

“I’m Tommy. We’re not related by blood- who ARE you?” he pressed still completely baffled at the appearance of a GIRL who knew Technoblade. Before you could even respond to him he let out another baffled cry. “DOES HE SIMP FOR YOU!?” He shrieked pointing at you as he waved his finger around. “THERE’S NO WAY- HE DOES HOLY SHIT!” Tommy laughed as you blinked rapidly, how was he able to read all that without you even saying anything? You were trying to process who this kid was while also being stuck on the blood god thing. You felt Tommy’s arm around your shoulders suddenly as he pulled you close. “Well, Miss Blade now that we know who you are maybe we can strike a deal-“

“Absolutely Not.”

“HEY! Come on now.” Tommy whined loudly, “I need your help here! Look I’m sure you know why he’s in hiding and all...and well...I might’ve pissed the same people off and-”

“Actually no. I didn’t know that…” You spoke softly deflating a little, “He’s in hiding? From who exactly.”

A look of shock came across Tommy’s face, “You mean...you don’t know? Like about L’manburg and his betrayal.”

“Does it sound like I know? Look Tommy you seem like a nice kid really, but you need to leave-”

“Nonononnonononono. Look it’s fine, I’ve been living here for weeks now-”

“WEEKS?” You snarled a pink flush coming to your cheeks, you grabbed the boy’s arm and began to drag him up the ladders in Techno’s house. Hee was going to kill you like actually this time. You were about to throw open the door but it swung open in front of you. Techno was standing there completely bruised and bloody and you immediately dropped Tommy in favor of him.

“Oh my god Techno what happened?” You breathed out a worried breath he was about to respond before he noticed Tommy. He grabbed you by the arm and pushed you behind him guarding you with his body.

“Tommy.” He snarled as the boy once again shrieked and booked it back down the ladder Techno turned towards you, “Stay here.” Technoblade commanded you softly the look in his eyes could only be described as desperate. “Don’t leave. Please.”

“I won’t…” You murmured watching him disappear after the British boy, you hoped he was going to explain everything to you after he dealt with the raccoon. You could hear them shouting from down below you, you couldn’t push it off any longer you needed to get answers from him.

~~~~~~

Part II maybe? Lmk if there’s an interest! Cause I love this man with my whole heart! Thanks so much for reading 🥺✨ link to Pt. II :)

[thesoftanon]

Are you satisfaced?

err... I blame @illateyouricecreamlastnight for this (srs that angst potential was G R E A T)

tw: kinda angsty, idk how to measure my angst

“Where the fuck am I?” mango asked, getting up from the floor of nylium and looking everywhere. Looks like he was in the middle of the nether, in a crimson forest “How the fuck was I aslee-HEY!” His words were cut when a small dark haired child took something from him and ran away.

Of course Mango’s first reaction was to follow after the child, barely noticing the vague familiarity of the place with his memories, something that even if he got the chance he wouldn’t pinpoint it.

Finally he stopped running when he saw the kid hid behind a tall pink-ish and fluffy figure and slowly, rising his sight from the other’s hooves to his strong body -with marks and scars mango wouldn’t ever forget about- to finally his disappointed and worried face.

“hey piglet… it’s been a while, huh?” he asked, coming closer to mango “Life hasn’t treated you so well”

Mango felt so many needs at once, He wanted to cry, to run, to scream at the top of his lungs until his throat bled, to hug his father and never let go again, he wanted so many things but it was as if time had frozen him. He couldn’t even move.

“I… I just…” zulius sighed “are you happy like this?” he asked, being greeted by a silence the zombie pigman explained further to fill the void “You don’t… I don’t want you to waste your life on my death”

That’s when the spell broke, when mango tackled zulius in a hug so tight he could probably hurt him, but zulius didn’t mind, just hugged back.

“You gotta let me go kiddo” Zulius rubbed circles in mango’s back, in the comforting way only a parent can do “my death wasn’t your fault and-” and this only broke mango further into the spiral of desperation.

“NO! I can’t ever forgive myself! you died because I wasn’t strong enough or- or fast enough or smart enough or-!” zulius interrupted the intense rambling on mango’s side by just cupping his cheek and kissing the top of his head

“Buddy, you were just a teen and there were a lot of people… it wasn’t your fault, I’m sorry I made you feel like it was” mango hid his crying face in zulius chest, falling on his knees and zulius coming down with him “I don’t want to be the reason you’re alone and miserable the rest of your life” and among hiccups and soft wailing, mango asked

“How can I ever be happy again after losing you?”

the zombified pigman smiled while sighing “after everything that has happened to you, it is turning out fine, but you need to let me go and move on if you want to start over and learn to be happy with your new friends”

“BUT I DON’T WANNA FORGET YOU!” mango complained, being greeted by an unusual sweet giggle

“Kiddo, moving on does not mean you’ll forget me. It means that you’ll focus on the good memories, that you’ll cherish the positive experiences you had with me, but you won’t stand the pain hurting you any longer” zulius sat on the floor and mango mimicked “you have such a bright future ahead of you, but you’re letting the grief consume you… You know I don’t want that for you”

“But dad- what if I forget you?”

“you won’t… I know you won’t, so don’t be afraid to be happy, to make friends again, even to fall in love” mango blushed a little when the memory of one enderman came to mind “yeah, I know about that boy too, you should give him a chance. Seems like he's good”

“yeah, he is…” mango wiped his tears off and smiled softly at his father “You would have loved purple too”

“yeah, I do, now gimme a hug to get the pain away” zulius extended his arms wide open and mango hugged him. But looking behind him there stood the same child, who know he realized, was himself as a child “Wake up mango, make things right now that you still can”

and mango woke up.

[ray-ray-writings]

Hiii! I am here again to suggest another soft, kind of hurt/comfort, but also fluffy, drabble prompt!

Basically Techno and Phil taking care of Techno’s s/o when they get sick. Like, fever, sore muscles/body, almost throwing up, etc. Phillpa is over there being really worried for her parent, and Phil and techno are also really worried for s/o.

Just Phil and Techno being really soft towards s/o because they’re sick, in a lot of pain and pretty weak at the moment.

(Lots of forehead kisses, hair petting, and other soft forms of small affection 🥺🥺)

Hello friend! My apologies for taking a long time to get to this! 

But oh to have this right now…. Also I added a page break cause it’s a little long... Whoops

TW: Vomiting and getting sick. 

So you would have been feeling like something was not right with your body a few days before it hits full force. Like you’re playing with Pip and you stand up and you get really dizzy and have to catch your balance. Or you would be talking and it all of the sudden feels like something is in the back of your throat and you have to take a few deep breaths to will it down before you can continue. So it really shouldn’t have come as a shock to you when one day, really earlier in the morning, your eyes fly open, your stomach lurches, and you fling yourself out of bed and into the bathroom and just start retching in the toilet. The dinner you ate and the late night snack you and Techno had after Pip went to bed just coming up and making a reappearance in the toilet. You vaguely recognize a hand on your back and in your hair, holding it away from your face. After you’re finished you reach up and flush the toilet and pull yourself up. Your eyes meet Techno’s who is staring at you in concern. “Are you alright, love?” he asks softly. You give him a little shrug and a head shake, “I think I’m fine for now, but I definitely am sick.” and now that you’ve spoken, you can hear it in your own voice. It’s weak and scratchy and you’re going to have a hard time speaking as the day goes on. Techno gives you a small nod before helping you stand up and brush your teeth before ushering you back to bed. You’re able to fall asleep, but your body is beginning to ache. 

The next time you wake up, it feels like you’ve been literally dragged to hell and back. Your whole body is on fire, but you’re also shivering. Your arms and legs ache and your head is in a lot of pain as well. You can only tilt your head ever so slightly to look at Techno who has all of the blankets piled on top of him, you can only assume due to you throwing them on him after your body got too hot. You try to say his name, but nothing comes out, you’re throat too dry and sore. The smallest whimper of pain escapes your lips, you think it’s not going to be enough to wake him. But you’re stunned as Techno’s eyes shoot open, filled with worry, and meet yours. Techno sits up and looks you up and down before jumping into action. “Oh love,” he whispers as he moves around the bed to your side. He places the back of his hand to your forehead and then to your cheeks. “You definitely have a fever. I’ll go get you some water and a cold towel. Do you want anything else?” “Medicine” you manage to get out. Luckily he gets it. Techno leans down and presses a small kiss to your forehead before turning and walking out of the room to get you the things he offered. 

It doesn’t take him long. He helps you sit up against the headboard, hands you the glass and pills, and sits down on the mattress next to you. As you drink and take the meds, Techno places a damp cool towel across your forehead. You can’t help but let out a content sigh as the cool water slides down your sore throat. “Thank you,” you manage to croak out. Techno simply smiles and reaches out and gives your hand a small squeeze. “Of course, love.” He mumbles as he adjusts himself so he can pull you close to him. You’re not worried about getting him sick, he’s half pigman so he quite literally never gets sick. (At least for this drabble lol). You two just sit in content silence for a while. While you’re sitting there, you begin to shiver and Techno helps wrap you in a burrito blanket, tight enough to be snug but not too tight to where you feel trapped and just goes back to holding you to him, the whole time he’s stroking your hair and giving your little head kisses. 

A little while later, your bedroom door opens and there is Philippa standing in the doorway with her stuffed pig. “Breakfast?” She demands softly causing both you and Techno to chuckle. Techno slowly unwraps himself from you and leaves the bed. He quickly scoops Philippa up and presses many kisses to her cheeks, “Let’s go to the kitchen to get you breakfast Pip.” He says. Before he can begin walking, Pip stops him and points to you. “Baba?” “Baba isn’t feeling too good right now honey. Maybe after breakfast we can come back in here and you can cuddle with them to make them feel better, how’s that sound.” Philippa giggles and claps her hands at the idea of getting to lay in your bed and cuddle with you. It warms your heart and makes you feel just a little less sick. “Okay then. Let’s go.” 

Breakfast takes about 20 minutes. Pip comes barreling into the room at full speed and quite literally jumps on top of you, causing a shock of pain to go through your body, but you’d never let her know that. You untuck your arms from the blankets and just scoop her up in your arms and kiss her forehead. Luckily, she’s also part pigman so you know she won’t get sick from you either. So you pull your little girl close to your chest and kiss her forehead as she snuggles her face into your chest. “Philippa I told you to wait for me and to be gentle around Baba.” Techno scolds as he walks into your bedroom holding a plate in one hand. “Sorry daddy,” she apologizes, not moving her face out of your chest so it’s just very muffled, but he gets to gist. He lets out a sigh but sits next to you and gives you an apologetic look to which you just shrug to. “I made you some breakfast if you’re feeling up to it.” You glance at the plate and see some eggs, bread, and yogurt. It’s soft foods to help your throat and things that shouldn’t upset your tummy further. You give a small nod and Techno grabs the fork, scoops some eggs, and offers them to you. You almost can’t believe he’s about to feed you, but then you remember it’s Techno and of course he’s being a little extra, so you just open your mouth and let him feed you. You take your own breakfast slowly, making sure that the food you were eating wasn’t upsetting your stomach. After you were done a soft yawn escaped your lips. “Okay Pip, let’s let Baba rest.” Techno says, standing up and holding his arms out to Pip. But she doesn’t listen, she lets out a small grumble and buries herself closer to you, “Warm” is the only thing she mumbles. You meet Techno’s eyes and just give him a small shrug, “I don’t mind,” you claim sleepily. Techno gives you a soft smile and a nod, leaning down and kissing your forehead and then Pip’s head. He sets the plate to the side and helps you lay back down in a way that both you and Philippa were comfortable. He leaves with the plate and comes back quickly and crawls in next to you. You fall asleep cuddled up between your child and your husband. 

When you open your eyes again, neither of them are beside you. Instead, it’s Philza who is sitting on the mattress next to you, reading a book. “Dad?” You croak out, trying to sit up. Phil quickly drops his book and helps you sit up, making sure you were comfy before picking up the book and properly setting the book to the side. “Hey, how are you feeling?” He asks, reaching out an placing a hand on your forehead and then cheeks. You take a pause and assess how your body feels before answering, “okay. I’m still sore and feel a little nauseous but okay. What are you doing here?” Philza lets out a hum and nods, “Well you’re fever broke so that’s good. And Techno called me, told me you were sick so I decided to come over and help him take care of you and Philippa. They’re making a late lunch right now. Chicken Noodle soup if you’re up for it,” He explains gently, his hand falling to your head where he just begins to play with your hair to help soothe you. It works and feels really nice. You let out a small content sigh and nod. “Yeah. I’m feeling up to it… This is kind of embarrassing to ask, but can you help me to the bathroom? My whole body aches and I think I would collapse if I tried to get there on my own.” Philza doesn’t even react. He only retracts his hand, stands up and scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the bathroom, setting you down on your feet. “Can you… Ya know, go on your own or do you need help with that too?” He asks genuinely ready to help if you need it. You brace yourself on the counter and give him a smile, “I’ve got it. Just need help getting here and back” you answer. Philza gives you a thumbs up before leaving the bathroom. 

You quickly do your business and wash your hands before calling Phil back in to help you back out. He doesn’t take you back to bed like you expected, but he carries you to the kitchen and sits you down at the table. He places a kiss to the top of your head before moving to the counter. Techno quickly takes his place and places a bowl and a spoon in front of you, pressing a kiss to your forehead and then lips. “I hope you like it. I tried to follow your recipe, but we know how that goes.” and you can’t help but giggle, because yes. Yes you do. Philippa has her own bowl and set it down next to yours before she crawls into your lap, leaning her head back onto your chest and begins eating. You wrap one arm around her and pick up your spoon and slowly begin eating too. Techno and Philza quickly join you with their own bowls. You all take your time eating so that you finish at the same time. Once finished, Techno gathers the bowls and places them in the sink while Philza helps you to the couch. There you four gather in a big cuddle pile in front of the couch with a bucket beside you, just in case. Being sick sucks, but when you have these three to take care of you, it sucks just a little bit less.

[writerlyhabits]

7 and 63 for the Tenth Doctor please!

I know this took me forever, but can I just say that I actually had a lot of fun with this?? Holy cow, most of my time was spent thinking of how to do it, but once I had an idea I took off!! (thanks to my roomate, she kept reminding me to write for you guys😅) Anyway, a bit of fluff, bit of alien invasion, and some sweet moments with the Doctor. Thanks anon!!!♥️♥️

7.“Is that blood?” “No?” “That’s not a question you’re supposed to answer with another question.”

63.“Only a fool would fall in love with someone as deadly as me.”

“The Doctor in an antique shop … you’re finally where you belong,” you giggled playfully.

“Oi, watch it!” You continued to giggle at him, earning a half smile, half pout from the tall man as he continued examining the objects on display. Donna had insisted on dropping by at home for a bit so she could see her Grand-dad and catch him up on their latest adventures. And of course, when they walked through town and happened upon an antique shop, who wouldn’t want to drag a group of time-travelers in there?

“It’s so strange to see these all old and rusted now,” you sighed as you picked up an old camera. “Remember the one we got in 1903?” The Doctor beamed at you.

“Oh, how could I forget!” He came up very close behind you to look over your shoulder at the device in your hands. “We took some lovely photos. I know for a fact I took a nice one of you in that short blue skirt, that sure turned heads. You were being splashed by a wave at that little beach we found,” he grinned down at you.

“That’s because you failed to tell me it was there! I was busy entertaining you, looking at that damn camera, I didn’t even see it coming!”

“Maybe cause I did that on purpose … You’re cute when you’re surprised.” You turned away to examine the camera because there was definitely a pink haze across your cheeks, and you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing it. “Well, that and the fact that I had to get back at you for throwing me under the bus at lunch.” You burst into laughter, the Doctor joining you.

“Alright you two, stop your flirtin’ let’s get a move on,” Donna smiled, earning a chuckle from Wilfred, as she beckoned for the two of you to follow her out the door of the little shop. Glancing at each other, you set the camera down and did as you were told.

Walking down the street beside the Doctor, the other two distracted in their own conversation, he nudged you with his shoulder. “You’re awfully quiet, you alright?”

“Perfect actually, I like having a relaxing afternoon, I don’t get much of those following you around the universe,” you mused.

“I wouldn’t speak too soon, you might just jinx that relaxing afternoon of yours.” Just then as you walked past a little alley, you heard a scream. Nobody else seemed to notice it, and the Doctor was quick on his feet, lurching into action. As Donna and Wilfred had disappeared into another shop, the two of you ran to investigate, happening upon a pool of deep red—almost purple—liquid.

“Is … is that blood?” you asked him as he approached it.

“No?” he answered hesitantly.

“That’s not a question you’re supposed to answer with another question.”

“Well it could be many things,” the Doctor explained, pulling out his brainy specs and his sonic screwdriver. You waited anxiously as he examined the substance, hoping that he wouldn’t try and lick it, as he was apparently prone to do. He stood back up, seeming to have come to a conclusion, so you prompted him again.

“So mister perceptive, is it blood?” He looked at you with the faintest trace of a smile.

“Nah love, only the usual,” the alien told you, trying his very best to keep his excited grin contained.

“The usual? Oh, do explain Doctor.”

“Oh you know, something alien, a little ominous … probably dangerous,” he smirked at you, a look that you thought made him look very handsome. Quite the wrong time to be having those kinds of thoughts though, isn’t it?

“Well, that can only add up to an adventure.”

“I told you that you jinxed your relaxing afternoon.”

“We both know this is going to be more fun,” you smiled. The Doctor unashamedly allowed himself to grin from ear to ear.

“Oh we were made for each other,” he claimed excitedly as he, rather abruptly, planted a kiss on your cheek. Before you had any time to question his affection let alone process it, he had grabbed your hand and took off, you doing your best to keep up with his long legs.

Clue after clue, strange event after another, you were following close behind the Doctor as he approached an old building you believed would lead you to the culprit. Sure enough, the two of you happened upon a group of pig-looking aliens, the Doctor releasing your hand only to put his in the air in response to the many weapons that were being pointed at you.

There was talk of the Shadow Proclamation, which you still didn’t quite understand, and spreading the weird alien goo all over Cardiff, but the creatures just roared with laughter. You noticed out of the corner of your eye that one was taking aim at the Doctor and you panicked. “No you don’t,” you muttered, reaching down beside you to throw a crystal looking thing in its direction. You managed to knock the blaster out of its hand, the Doctor making an impressed noise that was just barely audible. However, in a flash one of them grabbed you, turning you to face the Doctor and held yet another blaster to your head.

“Okay, so that was a bad idea,” you murmured sheepishly, “It was a good shot though, didn’t expect that.” The Doctor gave you a look telling you to be quiet, and he continued to negotiate.

“Alright look, let her go, and we can sort this out like civilized adults, right?” The one who seemed to be in charge of the lot gave another chuckle.

“No, I’ll tell you exactly how this is going to go; you’re going to hand over what you’ve taken from us, or we’ll blow her brains out. Now you wouldn’t risk the love of your life now would you?” The Doctors expression became somewhat intimidating, but you could see a sad look in his eyes.

“Only a fool would fall in love with someone as deadly as me.”

“We don’t have to go calling names, that’s not nice,” you murmured half-heartedly as the blaster was pressed more firmly against your head. You realized what you said, cringing, hoping desperately that he hadn’t heard you.

His expression changed as fast as a flash of lightning, his eyes growing wide as he turned his attention back to you. Well … he definitely heard you.

“Right, well … We’re going to talk about this later,” he stated firmly, though looking quite flustered. You looked away sheepishly and let him continue with the pig-people. “Look, I’m only going to give you one more chance, that’s all you get; let her go and leave this planet alone, or suffer your own consequences.”

There was a moment of silence, the head pig tapping his … fingers … against the desk he hid behind, contemplating.

“And is your little pet worried about your intentions?”

“Actually, quite the contrary,” you voiced. “I’m doing fine, just a bit worried about your fate because let me tell you, when the Doctor offers you a second chance you should take it, otherwise … well, let’s just say the alternative isn’t exactly a treat.” The pigman only laughed again. Seriously, these guys had to be delusional, nothing was getting through their thick pig skulls.

“Then why don’t we find out what exactly the Doctor has in store for us.” With that, he flipped open a glass case and pushed down on the trigger to release his master plan. You were harshly shoved back towards the Doctor, who caught you in his arms.

“Sorry about that, I didn’t exactly think their master plan could just be activated by pushing a button,” you explained, watching what was unfolding in front of you. The leader went to push another button, the Doctor murmuring an “I wouldn’t do that” to no avail, causing some sort of electrical force field to short-circuit and hold all the pig men where they were. The Doctor stood to his full height and looked at them all.

“See, the thing about this little device I’ve taken from you is not that it was gonna stop you,” he started, pulling a tangled ball of wires out of his pocket, and the head pig’s eyes got wide. “All I’ve done is mess with your controls. Which means for us, my dear,” he looked down at you and grabbed your hand, “is that we should run!”

The aliens yelled as you left them behind you, stuck by their own doing. You and the Doctor weaved in and out of the halls, bursting through the doors of the building, and sprinted out to the field in front of you. The building exploded, the blast sending you and the Doctor into the grass.

You picked your head up and looked behind you, seeing nothing but rubble, the Doctor standing up and offering you a hand. Taking it, you smiled at him and asked: “So let me guess, your bunch of wires messed up their machine so much that instead of blowing up London, it was like a self-destruct?”

“What did you mean when you said I shouldn’t call names?” You hadn’t been expecting that question. Usually, it annoyed you when he ignored your questions, but now that it was the other way around you had figured that maybe he would have at least waited a bit.

“I’m not gonna get an answer to my question am I?” you tried.

“No, because you already know the answer; now what did you mean?” he snapped. Not angrily, more confused if anything, but it still wasn’t a conversation you’d planned on having.

“Oh use your head Doctor, you know what you said, there’s only one thing I could’ve meant by that.” You started to walk away from him, wanting more than anything for Wilfred and Donna to show up and save you. He grabbed your wrist before you got too far and pulled you back towards him. He stood very close, looking at you with so much emotion you didn’t even know how to gauge a response. Luckily, you didn’t have to.

Before you could even think of something to say he had crashed his lips into yours, which told you exactly how he felt, and that was an emotion you knew how to respond to. He moved his hands to hold your waist gently, and your body reacted immediately, grabbing his tie and pulling him down closer to you. His mouth moved this way and that, kissing you from a handful of different angles as you draped your arms behind his neck and he held you close.

When the call for air became incessant, he rested his forehead against yours, never relinquishing his hold on you. When the both of you opened your eyes to look at each other, you were reduced to nothing but giggles.

“Somehow all of this just makes sense,” you murmured contentedly.

“Mm? And why’s that?”

“You’ve always got aliens and explosions in your wake. I don’t know, it’s just very … you.” He was grinning from ear to ear, the soft look in his eyes being replaced very quickly by his usual, playful, eager one.

“Speaking of aliens and explosions, as sweet as this is,” he paused, leaning in to steal another kiss from you, “we should probably go find Donna and tell her what’s happened, make sure she’s alright.” You moved to do just that, but the Doctor kept you close for one more kiss. Satisfied for the time being, he released you, his hand falling into yours, and the two of you made your way back onto the street where you had left the rest of your party. Donna, of course, had missed everything. Her and Wilfred had been in and out of shops and had been testing out noise-canceling headphones when the explosion had gone off.

“And the both of you didn’t even realize we were gone?” you asked, not knowing whether to be amused or offended. Donna looked at her grand-dad guiltily, following his gaze when he nodded toward you and the Doctor. Seeing a hand around your waist for the first time since your little reunion, she beamed.

“Well, I’ve gotta be completely honest with you, after seeing the two of ya in the antique store we wanted to see if, maybe if we left you alone, that something’ might happen,” Wilfred explained, nodding towards the hand on your waist. As if realizing his own actions the Doctor was quick to retract his hand, a blush coming to his cheeks. It was kind of cute if you were honest, you’d never seen the Doctor blush.

“And judgin’ by lover-boy here, I’d say we were right!” Donna laughed, giving her grand-dad a very proud high-five. The tall man beside you rolled his eyes.

“Okay, if the two of you are done then, I’m headed back to the TARDIS.” He turned on his heel and walked out of the shop. He grinned to himself when he heard the door open again, and saw you appear out of the corner of his eye.

“I can’t believe them,” you sighed, finding your spot by his side again. “From Donna I expected, but Wilfred?” The Doctor giggled.

“He’s certainly got a few tricks up his sleeve, always a surprise when he’s around.” The two of you laughed, and the Doctor put an arm around your shoulder as he made his way back to his blue box, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

[dragonwitch77]

Formal Visit

Simmons Swine wasn’t the bravest of monsters around. For the great Sōzōnushi sake, he’d run at the first sight of danger! Might even wet his pants if he was given so much as a spook.

He had no idea how he became mayor of his small town, or how so many monsters looked up to him for advice. His poor old piggy heart just couldn’t handle to continuous stress. Cursed with such a weak muscle that was vital in keeping him alive, he had a very taxing time keeping himself from being overworked and stressing so much so not to accidentally send himself to an early grave. Though with his age right now, an early grave didn’t seem so early now. But still, Simmons still needed daily routine exercises to keep his old heart going. With special medication too of course.

Hence why he stood before the one house that most monsters were afraid of in all the monster land. A simple two story high building that was built against the side of large rock, with overgrown vegetation and rotting wooden boards. One of the windows on the upper side of the house had a large green root sticking out a broken window, stretching all the way down to the soil with rose bushes surrounding it. The only thing separating him and the house was a wooden broken down fence with overgrown vines of vegetation.

The whole thing screamed at him to turn his curly pig tail and head back home to his safe little town of Hogsmend… if it weren’t for the fact that he had visited this place so much that nothing about it scared him.

No. The looks didn’t scare him.

Despite appearances, Simmons knew this place was of little scare here. It was more of caution that he was leaning towards other than being so scared of this place. Why? Well, for starters was the big eye popping sign to the right of the fence that read—

𝐻𝐸𝐿𝐿𝒪! 𝑀𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑜𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝑒𝓍𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓂!

Followed by a smaller less friendly sign next to it that read—

ᑭᒪEᗩᔕE IGᑎOᖇE TᕼE ᔕIGᑎ TO TᕼE ᒪEᖴT ᗩᑎᗪ ᗰOᐯE ᗩᒪOᑎG. Iᖴ YOᑌ'ᖇE ᒪOOKIᑎG ᖴOᖇ ᑭOTIOᑎᔕ Oᖇ ᗰEᗪIᑕᗩᒪ TᖇEᗩTᗰEᑎT, GO ᔕOᗰEᗯᕼEᖇE EᒪᔕE. TᕼᗩᑎK YOᑌ.

Followed by another sign.

𝒟𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓉.

Which was followed by another sign.

I ᗰEᗩᑎ IT.

Which was followed by.

𝑀𝒶𝓍𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅 𝓅𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓈 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒! 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜 𝓇𝓊𝒹𝑒!

OKᗩY.

𝒟𝒾𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓈?! 𝒫𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀!

OKᗩY.

𝓦𝓗𝓨 𝓓𝓘𝓓 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓟𝓐𝓘𝓝𝓣 𝓞𝓥𝓔𝓡 𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓜?! 𝓝𝓞𝓦 𝓘 𝓗𝓐𝓥𝓔 𝓡𝓔𝓦𝓡𝓘𝓣𝓔 𝓔𝓥𝓔𝓡𝓨𝓣𝓗𝓘𝓝𝓖!

ᗩᑎᗪ I ᗯOᑌᒪᗪ ᑕᗩᖇE ᗷEᑕᗩᑌᔕE...?

𝐵𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓊𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓈 𝒾��-

At that the signs ended. Shame. Simmons had wanted to know what the rest of the sign said.

Focusing back on the house, Simmons pushed open the gate, making his way over to the door, and politely rung the bell the hung next to the doorway.

Something small, fuzzy, and orange rushed out as the door swung open, tackling Simmons in the chest with a force that sent the fine Pigman tumbling backwards. His face then had a warm wet tongue slobber all over him and his fine pressed suit.

“Oh Mayor Simmons I’m so sorry! Bad Chester! Bad! Get off the mayor!” The small weight of the chest creature was removed from Simmons chest. “I am so sorry Mayor Simmons! I forgot you were to visiting this hour!”

“T's good now Wilson. Nay harmeth done.” Simmons waved away the human’s worry, taking the hand held out to help him up. Taking out a handkerchief and patted away the slobber. “I seeth Chest'r is in high spirits tonight. W're thee anon thy way on a walketh this fine night?”

“Yep!” Wilson smiled brightly, holding up a bone with an eye with horns on top. “Though, I’m glad you came by just now, otherwise you would have been standing here for hours.”

“Valorous f'rtune forsooth.” Simmons smiled, pocketing his handkerchief. “But I'm afraid I needeth to keepeth this visiteth sh'rt. Doth thee has't mine own medication eft?”

“Oh! Yes, let me just grab it real quick. Please, come in for a moment while I get it?” Wilson stepped aside, allowing Simmons entry into the house he called home.

Once inside, Simmons froze and blinked. And blinked. And blinked again and… nope. He wasn’t imagining it. There was a sentient flower and mushroom war going on in the living room

“Sorry about the mess.” Wilson carefully stepped over a pair of daisies and tulips that were rolling all over the floor in a struggle to overpower some red and green mushrooms. “If I remembered that you were coming over this early, I would have cleaned everything up.”

“Oh, n-no w'rry.” Simmons waved Wilson’s worry away, watching a rose using a sword made out of thorns to cut through mushroom after mushroom. “T's not yond much troubleth.”

“Well make yourself comfortable then. I’ll be right back with your medication.” Wilson chirped, making his way while avoiding stepping on any flowers and mushrooms to the second floor, leaving Simmons alone to watch the plant vs. fungus war.

“Humph. It’s only you.” Simmons, who would in no means admit it to anyone, squealed like a startled pig instead of the fine gentlepig he was raised to be.

“Oh calm down, it’s only me.” Simmons glared at the other occupant who lived, or non-lived, here in this house, patting his chest to slow down his racing heart.

“Wretch'd vampire, thee nearly gaveth me a heart attacketh! Thee not has't any ingraft senseth in yond headeth of yours?”

There was a blank stare on the vampire’s face. “… What?”

“I hath said doth thee has't any ingraft senseth in yond walnut thee calleth a brain? In earnest, popping in and out of thin air with nay warning 'r signaleth. Couldst has't ceased mine own heart with fright hadst I not known thee hath lived h're.” Simmons huffed at the vampire, lifting one leg up for a tumbling achillea and sroom to go by.

Maxwell stared at Simmons like he grew another head. “… I… um…”

Simmons sighed. “Oh hark to me. Not being v'ry gentlemanly. F'rgive mine own rudeness maxwell, I meanteth nay harmeth by mine own w'rds. Thee just startl'd me a did bite and I tooketh t out on thee in such a harsh tone. F'rgive me f'r mine own improp'r mann'rs.” The pair ducked as a marigold went sailing over their heads.

“F'rgiving me f'r intruding on mine own rudeness again, but wherefore doth thee has't a war going on in thy living cubiculo? T's not one of the m're strang'r things yond has't hath happened so far h're, though t is c'rtainly new. Is this anoth'r one of Wilson’s exp'riments? Brew gone wrong? Inc'rrect incantation? Misseth w'rd'd spelleth? And wherefore only floweth'rs and mushrumps? A—”

“Got it!” Wilson’s voice called out, cutting Simmons conversation with Maxwell short. “Sorry it took so long. Had to double check to be sure it was your medication and not anyone else’s.” Wilson came down the stairs holding a bottle that was no doubt Simmons heart medicine in his hands and with Chester for some strange reason riding on top his fuzzy black head.

“Most wondrous! Thanketh thee Wilson. Thy w'rk is much appreciat'd.” Simmons nodded his head as Wilson handed him the bottle, trading it with a small bag filled with money to the human.

“It’s no problem at all Mayor Simmons. Just remember to take it in its usual amount of doses in the morning and evening.” Wilson smiled before noticing Maxwell standing beside the mayor. “Maxwell? I thought you were out hunting?”

“I finished hunting.” Maxwell shrugged, catching a tiny spear in midair that was aimed for his eye.

“But… you just left an hour ago? Don’t you usually take longer than that?”

“Wasn’t hungry as I thought.” Maxwell snapped the tiny spear in two, tossing it over his shoulder. “Now… kindly explain to me why there’s a war going on in my living room?”

Wilson chuckled nervously as Maxwell crossed his arms and glared down at him. This, Simmons figured by the tension and dark aura the vampire was giving off, was as good enough as a cue to get out of there before thing got out of hand and wrapped him up in it as well.

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #358

"Slender Switch Out, Devils Deal”

[Yaunfen] Perks up at the chat- Hey! Mada's home!

[Deer] - Oh good, I was hoping they'd be back soon

[Doc] In chat- I got the amulets. I'm going visiting if you don't need me right away.

[Deer] - Go ahead love

[Doc] Brushes some of the sand off hir clothes and heads down the hill toward Splender's house.

[Offender] Is heading away from the house, going to look for a snack-

[Doc] Waves to him- Hey Offender.

[Offender] - Visiting Splendy?

{Doc] Yep and you and Mirabella, I actually have something for your other brothers. Well, beyond the obvious surprise.

[Offender] - Anything I could help with?

[Doc] No they'll just need them before you guys switch out guarding Splender. I got emp damping pouches for both of them from Dawn.

[Offender] - Huh, alright

[Doc] I don't want to miss either of them reuinitng with Mirabella. Not ashamed to say I'm a bit giddy at the sweetness of it all.

[Offender] Snorts in amusement- Yeah, Trender will probably have a fit over mom's clothes, and Slender?  I'm not sure how he'll respond...

[Doc] No idea either. Hopefully he'll just be glad she's safe. And I'm perfectly happy to bury Trender in a pile of fabric and gems if he wants to make her something new. It's an amusing thought anyway.

[Offender] - All Trender will need is a door

[Doc] Yeah, I know, but it's the thought that counts right?

[Offender] - Eh

[Doc] Has she gotten out at all? At least taken a walk? I heard TLOT did a little fishing with her.

[Offender] - She's at least spent a little time on the shore, but she prefers to remain inside

[Doc] Somehow I wonder if that's because she was kept inside, back there... I heard there were some rather scary guard animals.

[Offender] - Probably.  I don't remember much from back then, but I do remember I didn't like it

[Doc] It seemed like a pretty sad existence. Do you think I could get her anything beforehand?

[Offender] Shrugs- I honestly don't know, so far she's just been content and happy to hear everything we've been doing

[Doc] I'm glad you guys are getting some quality time. What about you? Are you okay?

[Offender] - I'm fine, feeling like I should go bother Arc, but I'll survive

[Doc] Griefer. Ha-ha doesn't she have classes or something?

[Offender] - That's actually how I found her.  She got dragged along to party, and I liked the way she drew.  So instead of continuing to erase her memory every day, I just made her my proxy

[Doc] Is she your only proxy? I mean, I know you guys have waves or something that makes it hard to keep them alive for too long right?

[Offender] - Yeah, she's my only proxy, but I'm not around her that often

[Splender] Calls from inside- Offender!  I can't remember how to do this!

[Offender] Sighs and turns back towards the house-

[Doc] Follows him- Is it the tie thing again?

[Offender] - I have no idea

[Doc] Calls out as they get close- Splender?

[Splender] Sticks his head out- Oh!  Hello!- He waves enthusiastically

[Doc] Pulls the lever and walks over. - You look cheerful. Did you say you needed help with something?

[Splender] Has a cats-cradle thoroughly tangled around his fingers- I got stuck

[Offender] - Hang on- He starts undoing the mess before perking- Oh, guess it's time

[Doc] Time?

[Offender] - To switch baby sitters

[Doc] Then I did arrive just in time. - Xe takes out three small stitched bags on braided cords. All are a made of soft brown leather.

[Offender] - Go ahead little bro, make the opening

[Splender] Twirls his tendrils and creates the opening-

[Solace] -Hesitates on the other side before stepping through and looking around, taking in the difference in complexity decently well-

[Luna] Follows after him-

[Offender] - Hey bro

[Solace] Hey! Stayed out of trouble? -There's just a hint of teasing-

[Offender] - Who, me?

[Doc] Oh! Hey Solace! And Luna! Haven't seen you in a while, here, this is for you. Just in case. -Holds out one of the pendants-

[Solace] Both of you-- but mostly you. Oh? What'sit? -They take the pendant anyway and hold it carefully.-

[Doc] It's a medicine bag, Dawn made it to tamp down your emps so you don't damage the server. I've got one for Trender and Slender as well so they can visit.

[Splender] Is near vibrating with excitement-

[Solace] Oh, alright! Nifty. -They put it on before offering a hug to Splender, the resident vibrating happy tall person-

[Doc] Also visibly excited. - We have a suprise for you, but you gotta keep it secret from Slender and Trender for now, okay?

[Splender] Happily hugs back, hands still tangled in the string-

[Solace] -Pat pats Splendor- If the surprise isn't harmful, definitely!  -Pat, pat-

[Offender] Goes around the wall partition to get Mirabella-

[Mirabella] Comes out with Offender- Offender what is it?  Is something wrong?

[Doc] Bouncing on heels- click click click

[Solace] .... Mom? -They struggled a bit to even come to that word-

[Mirabella] Straighten ups a little- Solace...

[Splender] Happy noises-

[Solace] This is.... W-Wow

[Doc] So proud-

[Offender] - Well, I'd better be going, don't want to keep brother waiting

[Solace] Be... safe, alright? -They look like they want to hug Mirabella, probably a LOT-

[Doc] And don't tattle, okay?

[Offender] - Don't worry, it takes a lot to take me out, and I wont

[Mirabella] - Be safe

[Splender] - Solace!  Aren't you excited?

[Solace] Of course I am!

[Mirabella] - Oh Solace, you were so little when I last saw you

[Doc] is obviously giddy and focuses on Luna for a moment- and now you get to see my home. I presume solace has been treating you decently?

[Solace] I'm still kind of little mom... -They scoot a little closer to Mirabella- Can I hug you?

[Luna] - Oh yes, I'm still adjusting, but I've almost got the hang of being a proxy down

[Mirabella] - Of course

[Solace] -Hugs Mirabella tight-

[Mirabella] - You always were hanging onto some part of me when you were little... And I see Splender has picked up some of the same habits

[Doc] Dawwwww, I'm assuming the job is similar to being a personal assistant?

[Luna] - For the most part, yes

[Doc] Well then if Solace is going to spend some quality time with his mom, and he's okay with it: I'll show you around a bit. I mean I'm assuming you haven't played before of course.

[Luna] - No, I haven't

[Solace] Ah... Yeah I guess he did get that from me. I never... thought about it. -To Luna and Doc- Stay safe if you go, yes?

[Doc] Absolutlely! The local difficulty is a bit high but if you get into trouble you'll just respawn here or down the hill a bit. Depending if you've slept or not.

[Luna] - I could die?- Her breathing picks up a little, remembering her time under EJ's care

[Mirabella] - I'm glad he did.  Your father would have never approved of it

[Doc] Not easily. I mean stay inside at night unless you have a native or one of the Slenders with you. But apart from that, watch your bubbles when you swim and you know, don't fall off any high places.

[Luna] - I see...

[Doc] I can't turn the monsters off because quite a few of them are our friends. And it's kind of an all or nothing thing settings wise.

[Solace] -Head perks a bit and they look at Luna with concern- You don't have to worry here, Luna. -Before back to Mirabella- And I bet so.

[Splender] - Luna, if you want to stay with Ring Leader, I think she's in the village playing with the kids

[Luna] - Ring Leader?

[Doc] She's Splender's proxy. Just a young lady like yourself, though recruited under a bit happier circumstances I think.

[Luna] - Oh, I haven't met her yet...  Only Slender's proxies

[Doc] She's as friendly as her ward. You'll probably like her.

[Mirabella] Rubs Solace's head a little- My you've grown so tall.  Last I saw you, you were barely taller than my knee

[Solace] I'm pretty average now! -That's a proud voice alright-

[Mirabella] - An that's good, you will have to tell me what you've done since you left

[Luna] - If you want some alone time...

[Doc] I can make myself scarce as well if you want. I imagine you two have a lot to catch up on.

[Splender] - I'll get the tea!

[Doc] Reaches for Luna's hand with a calming smile- Come on, it's a nice day. We'll go for a little walk at least.

[Luna] - O...  Okay

[Solace] Enjoy yourself, Luna

[Mirabella] - Come Solace, let's go talk

- Sammn is standing outside a small hole, surrounded with torches. Since night was coming, the zombie pigman was stomping around, holding an iron sword cautiously. -

- She is holding her head and muttering, waving a hand around. After a few, she drops both arms with an annoyed grunt. After a few seconds, she stands straight, this time using a single finger to poke the air in front of her –

[in chat] <Sammn> hello

[Doc] Looks up from the cookie xe's eating in the kitchen. It's late and xe's restless. -in chat- Sammn? You okay?

[Karla] Is watching Cp's mobs do their nightly patrol as Chester slips inside to escape a bit of dreary drizzle from the cloudy sky above. She sees the chat as well and awkwardly types back- I take it you can't sleep either Sammn?

[Sammn] - what no

[Doc] Do you need help? Or is it a psychological, 'I've been looking at crap on Ebay for four hours kind of not okay?"

[Karla] Snickers reading the text-

[Sammn] no circle ready almost night too far to travel

[Karla] typing- You're doing some kind of ritual?

[Doc] chat- I'll come to you if you need me. Where are you?

[Sammn] - by the hole past long bridge and villages

[Karla] Looks at Chester. - Do you know where that is?

[Chester] I know where the long bridge is.

[Doc] On my way.

- Sammn growls and sits down on the top step, rubbing their temple. Helm comes over and stands closer, very nervous now that its almost dark -

[Chester] Is running full tilt with Karla on his back.

-There's a bit of a roar from above and the bright yellow dragon decends and steps down danitly a little bit away- Sammn?

[Sammn] - That didn't take long.

[Doc] Puffs hir chest out a bit proudly - Well I can literally chase and catch lightning bolts in this shape.

[Phoenix] Is preening itself a little-

[Doc] loafs like a big cat - How's the birb?

[Sammn] - Happy, seems well adjusted.

[Helm] - eyes Doc and scoots back behind Sammn more.

[Doc] And your new friend there?

[Helm] - signs, then waves.

[Sammn] - This is Helm, they followed us back from the Nether and hung around. Likes it more in the Overworld. All except for Chickens.

[Doc] Ah, well at least Benny is human again. He was the most aggressive chicken on the seed. Nice to meet you Helm, I'm Doc.

[Helm] - waves as they slowly come out from behind Sammn.

[Sammn] - Sadly, they can't speak well. They know a form of sign language.... but don't ask how I know.

[Doc] Oh! Is it like the signing that Steve's brothers do? I know some of that. - They stand up again and shrink down to their human shape with a bit of a flourish before making some simple greeting gestures.

[Helm] - blinks in surprise then signs: You can speak with hands?

[Doc] Waving around- Little bit. One of my roommates has a knack for befriending skeletons.

[Helm] - signs and frowns - Ah, the Burnt skeletons taught me. So I could pass orders.

[Doc] What? Here? I didn't think there was really much organization in our Nether. I've tried hard to keep it mostly wild since that's the way the strongest native Herobrine here likes it. And they're just the normal skeletons. Not withers.

[Helm] Some are, but they do the orders of their Leader. No one disobeys them twice. I followed her - waves at Sammn then knocks on the black skull they are wearing - when they helped get rid of one of the problem ones.

[Chester] Comes racing up with Karla still riding him-

[Karla] Dismounts with a click of boots and the Wunderwaffe strapped to her back makes a happy electrical sound-

[Chester] Flops over and pants-

[Karla] Smirks- Sorry, I tend to have that effect on men.

[Doc] Um... Karla...?

[Karla] Hello Doctor.

[Phoenix] Ruffles feathers and gives Karla a critical eye-

[Helm] - peers around Sammn, who just sighes.

[Karla] Did I miss the excitment?

[Doc] No, I don't think so, who's your friend?

[Karla] That's Chester. Cp worked on him.

[Chester] From the grass-I got thumbs!

[Doc] Does some more hand waving as xe talks- I'm not sure who's aquainted... But this is Dr. Karla Emmerich and Chester. Does the phoenix have a name yet Sammn?

[Sammn] Ah, not that I've figured out. I've tried asking a couple different names, but they ignored it all so far.

[Karla] You said something about a ritual?

[Sammn] - nods and heading into the hole. Helm falls in behind. - Got a bit to get down to the area, but yes. It took me a bit, but I've gotten a set of glyph circles crafted so I can talk to it.

[Phoenix] Flies along behind them-

[Chester] Manages to get up and scoots nervously down a wall backwards-

[Karla] Is weirdly silhouetted from thelight of the massive gun she's so effortlessly carrying.

[Doc] Do you have to take that everywhere?

[Karla] It gets lonely...

- They head down for a few minutes on a simple staircase cut into the rock. Finally it levels out, down a narrow hallway and opens into a large room. One wall is covered in furnaces, brewing stands and several anvils. The other is lined with chests. On the table in the center, there are random potions, some redstone torches and 3 bowls of liquid. -

[Phoenix] Settles down on top of an anvil-

[Karla] Interesting setup. No idols?

[Chester] ooh. Nice and warm in here.

[Sammn] - heads over to the table, grabbing the torches and her knife. - Not needed. The glyphs hopefully should do the trick.

[Helm] - starts packing up the 3 bowls, laying a piece of leather on top to act as a lid. Once they have all three, they head out a doorway in the opposite wall.

[Doc] I hope you didn't need me to bring anything special...

[Chester] Whispers to Helm- You doing okay buddy? Humans are odd aren't they?

[Helm] - nods, unable to shift the bowls to free a hand.

[Sammn] No. The chalk worked far better than my bonemeal version. It held together more than a few minutes.

[Karla] Ah, so you are summoning. Didn't you get enough of that working with me?

[Doc] Well it was from a wizard's school....

[Sammn] Not summoning, just containment for an annoying whispering little demon in a spot I want. It knows why my memories are still messed up and I plan on finding out.

[Karla] Gets an evil look- will we be doing an interrogation?

[Doc] I don't like your tone when you say that Karla.

[Chester] We're not doing something bad, are we?

[Sammn] - shrugs - Depends on how it wants to respond. Karla's presence alone may influence it some.

[Karla] Gives a very unsettling grin- Happy to be of assistance.

[Chester] Decides to hide under a table as best as his new form will allow.

[Phoenix] Settles down and tucks it's head away-

[Sammn] - heads into the other doorway, which leads into a much larger room. The whole place is of stone brick, with just enough torches lining the place to prevent most mobs from spawning. In the dead center of the room sits an enderchest, around it are three complexe circles of glowing symbols and redstone. The inner most is black, but glows white. The middle is bright yellow, pulsing softly like glowstone, The outside circle, throbs a deep red in time to a heartbeat. -

[Karla] Interesting arrangement. It looks like you've been doing your homework.

[Doc] Is just staring, a bit used to Dawn's more homebrew approach.

[Chester] Sneaks over to peek into the doorway.

[Helm] - is standing out of the way, worriedly fidgeting -

[Chester] Also fidgeting. He's aquired a small leather vest since Cp's alterations and is pulling on it a bit nervously-

[Sammn] It's not ideal, but should do. Now, simply put: DO NOT CROSS any of the glyphs. It can't do anything but fuss, as long as you stay outside. - points to the outside ring.

[Doc] Loud and clear. I understand a complex mechanisim when I see one.

[Karla] This should be amusing.

[Sammn] — gives everything one last look over before putting down a single Redstone torch, which starts a chain reaction. As the Redstone grid lights, each glyph circle flares brighter. When it reaches the center, the ender chest shakes hard, followed by the lid slamming open. Slowly, a black tendril reaches out. -

[Chester] Very squeaky little scream-

[Doc] Shushes him-

[Karla] Leans forward slightly, her eyes glistening with unwholesome anticipation.

[?] - three more tendrils snake out, each bracing themselves. Giving a heave, a black mass flops out of the chest. Shuddering violently, it's form fills out into a rough black cube, the tendrils attached to each upper corner. A large red eye snaps open to glare at everyone. -

[Karla] Hello again-

[Doc] Little hiss- That looks... not good.

[?] - growls and hunkers down - Damnare potest humanum est, perseverare autem cur vexas nobis

[Sammn] - comes up to the edge of the outer circle - You where told to not use that language last time.

[Doc] Humans? Are present? Vexas means angry right?

[Karla] Rolls her eyes a little at Doc-

[Doc] What?!?

[Sammn] - sighs - Considering how talkitive you have been as of late, you hold your collective tounges now?

[Karla] Have we any more information on the one that helped you escape as a result of that talkativeness?

[?] - glares and rumble/growls - Our words were meant to annoy, not inform.

[Doc] Well that's not very helpful.

[Chester] Are you a new mob?

[?] - shifts gaze over - You speak, little bug? How odd?

[Chester] I'm uh... employed by a Herobrine. It has it's perks.

[Helm] - shuffles back into the doorway, snorting softly.

[Chester] At Helm- Don't get close, it's a mean tentacle monster.

[Karla] That's putting it mildly.

[Sammn] Enough. You will answer some of my questions.

[Wunderwaffe] Weird electrical chattering-

[Karla] Yeeeessss, lets have some questions....

[Doc] We could negotiate, maybe?

[?] - shakes and makes a gurgling slurp sound - What ever does the child think they are? Why would we even consider offering anything of value to any of you?

[Karla] Because we have all the time in the world to pick you apart if you won't cooperate.

[Doc] Easy! Geeze... Look we can get all kinds of things to trade with. We just need information.

[Sammn] - holds out hand, slowly making a fist. As her hand closes, the inner ring shrinks, forcing the demon-thing back into the center. - You can freely offer some answers, or I can put you back in that chest and then put you in the End for a while. You will be alone. Utterly alone.

[Karla] I can think of worse things if my advice is sought as well...

[?] - the red eye closes. On its left side, a blue eye opens. It almost looks normal. The voice is calmer, both several male and female ones, overlapping - For now... we will... atleast hear your questions.

[Doc] Sammn came here running for her life. We need to know if anyone else is out there that needs rescuing.

[Karla] I'd like to know exactly what you are and where you came from.

[Chester] Is anyone else as terrified as I am right now?

[Helm] — squeel-snorts a definite agreement to Chester.

[Chester] Little fist bump for Helm- I think I'm having a hearts attack.

[Doc] Good grief, do you want a potion Chester???

[Chester] No-no! Sorry!

[?] - the eye squints, blinking several times before speaking - Many beings need help, but in relation to her - points a tentacle at Sammn - there is the one she is bound to... Our ill-fated would-be prey. The white eyed man the betrayer promised us.

[Doc] White eyes! Now that sounds promising!

[Karla] Collecting those seems to be a local hobby....

[Chester] Bound? Like a mate?

[?] - shakes and hops around, so the rear eye faces them. A large orange eye with a vertical pupil opens. Lights seems for flicker inside the orange space, and when it meets every one's gaze, they get the feeling that it was seeing through them. - Bound as in, she bares the his sigil. That mark... was why we couldn't keep her.

[Doc] A mark? Do you have a tattoo someplace Sammn?

[Karla] Like what you see demon?

[Chester] I think I'm going to throw up...

[Sammn] - frowns and puts a hand on her stomach - Not a tattoo, a scar, several of them.

[Doc] Scars are easy to remove.

[Karla] At Doc-  Then why do you have two of them on your face?

[Doc] Just... decoration...

[?] - watches all of them, it's mouth curling in a smile - Of course, remove it.

[Doc] Wait, what? I'm just talking cosmetics here! I'm a doctor!

[Karla] Don't, that's what it wants.

[Sammn] No. I'm not sure, but I think it's telling something of the truth. But that's only one of the answers I want. Why, if I am no longer possessed, are my memories not whole.

[Karla] Trauma? If it was something terrible you may have blocked it out.

[Wunderwaffe] Bzzrp.

[?] - hunkers down, slitting it's eye lids so only a sliver of orange is seen - You are not the one we were promised. - it's voice drops an octave, picking up more of them as it talks - You were nothing but a pathetic child, weak and mortal. The White Eyed one... did something that interfered with your death. Death frees the soul, we feast and gain form. But your death wasn't, we were trapped as you were. Only weakened could we control. - it turns to glare directly at Karla.

[Karla] lets out a low mean laugh. - I'll take that look as a compliment.

[Doc] Control? Why? Did you just need a physical form?

[?] Souls... for our... army. Form allows a chance to gather more. - it turns its glare on Sammn - Generals are the best for both.

[Doc] Is chilled- Why do you need an army?

[?] - whispers - We are what we are.

[Doc] Am I talking to myself here????

[Karla] I think you're not trained for this kind of thing.

[Chester] Hugs himself- I think you're evil....

[Sammn] Enough. - squeezes fist, making the ring of glowing glyphs narrow more. The demon-thing hisses, then levers itself up on top of the chest, a writhing ball of hate. - You are trying to distract us and only answered part of our questions.

[Doc] I've gotta have something in here!? - starts turning out things from hir inventory.

[Karla] Nods in approval at Sammn- Maybe you should squeeze them just a bit more....

[?] - hisses and curls itself up tighter - illegitimus filius hominis vermis

[Sammn] Perhaps you need better motivation... - pulls knife and goes over to one of the bowls and flips the leather off, allowing the contents to glow brightly. Dipping the tip of the blade in, she holds it up so the demon-thing can see the white fluid as it drips off. The thing shudders, closing all eyes for a second before the blue one reopens.

[Karla] What do you have there my friend?

[Doc] Whoops! - a small honesty flitter makes a break for it from Doc's inventory and hovers just out of reach.

[Sammn] The closest thing to a Holy Blessing one can acquire, without asking a deity for assistance. - leers at demon-thing.

[?] - it matches her gaze, but doesn't move otherwise - You are as vile as the Betrayer, deceitful child.

-The flitter lazily flaps nearer the circle-

[Doc] Sammn?! Does it matter if it's something above it, or just on the floor?!?!

[Sammn] The glyphs themselves, specifically.  Touching them, can alter them. - doesn't break gaze with demon-thing.

-Flitter flaps nearer the demon thing-

[?] - slowly smiles - Ask your question.

[Karla] Tell us why you need an army.

[Doc] Is her Herobrine in danger?

[Chester] Very quietly- was the betrayer a NOTCH?

[?] - looks at Karla - Even we have those who command us, thus we gather for them.

[Karla] Who is your master evil creature?

[?] - looks at Doc - He has been since the Betrayer failed to fulfill his end of our deal.

[?] - shifts gaze to Chester - Define this Notch?

[Doc] Swears- Does he have a title? I might be able to get sysop assistance if he has a special name.

[Chester] Scary black eyes like a doll, ragged brown shirt and usually a bald head... Ours was a monster.... So large and strong...

[?] - squints at him, then looks over at Sammn - She has a name, although it's locked in her head.

[Doc] Maybe a dream session with Cp or some meditation with TLOT could help unlock that..

[Chester] .... Shrinks, intimidated

[Karla] You were in her head. How can you not know it?

[Sammn] - is watching intently -

[?] We do, but why would we?

-the flitter bats it's wings and makes. Slow circle over the blok-

[Sammn] - walks as close as possible to the outer edge - Cause I can offer you a deal?

[Doc] Careful Sammn...

[?] - smiles - And what would you offer that I would need?

[Sammn] Revenge.

[Karla] Ah my favorite thing...

[?] - it's smile fades and all the eyes open - NOW, that would be something we 'd like...

[Sammn] You call him betrayer, but he trapped you. Used you and then broke his part of your deal. I bet, this one is the same as the other one. The enemy of my enemy.... I will promise that I will try to get you a chance at extracting your revenge on him.

[Doc] I guess we've had worse just hanging around... But no possessing or killing people! I won't stand for it. There are kids here and people with mental issues that don't need the stress

[Karla] I don't think our friend here will find disengaging from the bag nearly as easy as they might think either.

[Chester] Wait ... You're going to let it lose?!?!

[?] - flops off the chest, still staring at Sammn - Only because you were our recent host, do we believe you.

[Sammn] Then you agree, to all of it? Helping me regain my memories, as well as uphold Doc's rules? In return, you shall get a chance of revenge. Yes?

[Karla] Seems almost Disappointed they couldn't torment it some more

[?] - grumbles - Yes, we have a deal.

[Doc] Do you have a name?

[Karla] if they do not: I propose Legion.

[Chester] Would anyone mind if I ran the fuck away at a somewhat undignified speed?

[Helm] - waves from the shadows of the doorway.

[Chester] Looks at the zombie- you mind?!? You're kidding right?!??!

[Legion] - glares at Karla - Lucky guess mortal.

[Helm] - rolls eyes and grabs Chester, pushing them ahead into the outer room.

[Karla] grinning unnervingly- I just had a feeling.

[Doc] I think I'm missing something... A legion is a bunch of soldiers right?

[Karla] in this case it's a conglomeration of demons.

[Doc] OH...

[Chester] at Helm- What is it?

[Helm] - signing - If you want out, it's this way. Just... Stop screaming, please.

[Chester] Oh! Thank you! - there's the littlest scuff of loose pixels as he scrabbles all his feet and he is GONE. Rushing out frantically into the night and back toward Lies house.

[Sammn] - walks to the first glyph circle. A quick shuffle of her foot and the glyph explodes into a shower sparks. The whole circle flares and disappears. She does the same to the next circle. At the last one, she looks down at the blessed knife then repeats the process, dispelling the last circle.

[Doc] Soooo... Hi.

[Helm] - stands there shaking their head at the other mob's behavior.

[Legion] - hops forward, very similar to a slime cube. The green eye is open, scanning everything.

[Karla] At Helm- it's fine. I can get back on my own.

[Doc] is trying to catch the honesty flitter, it's proving a bit elusive.

[Karla] Graciously offers a gloved hand to shake one of the tendrils. - Charmed. And you'll find that I may not actually be mortal anymore.

[Wunderwaffe] happy electrical  chirp

[Legion] - glowers as all the tendrils coil back toward its - Be that as it may, you would not wish to touch us. Not yet, atleast.

[Karla] Ah, just being formal. I will refrain then.

[Doc] Is your form unstable?

[Legion] - Stable enough, for now. We have been well fed during our time within... - whips a tendril at Sammn.

[Sammn] Fed? From of me?

[Doc] What is it with tentacle things and strange appetites?

[Karla] emotions and blood I'd presume

[Legion] Typically, we are formless. Our shape is not our choice. Emotions are usefull, but we told you what we feed off... The child kept us well fed. - hops a little closer to Sammn -

[Sammn] That makes little sense. You said you were unable to take my soul, - eyes it suspiciously - so how did I feed you?

[Doc] Finally catches the flitter and holds the frantically flapping bug near Legion- what did you feed on?

[Legion] Souls.

[Doc] Yeah.. please don't do that here.