#living statues monsters

[harveybwabbit92]

Statue monster submas but they’re like the Weeping angels from Doctor Who, they only move in the dark or if your not looking at them. That’ll be fucking terrifying if you were a nightguard in an old train museum. When suddenly the lights go out briefly, you hear something smash, Moments later the lights come back on and to your shock you find one of the glass cases smashed and one of statues by the entrance gone! And the other one’s face has somehow contorted into an expression of disapproval or worry. 

Unnerved you back away and turn around only see the missing statue was behind you smiling creepily with it’s arm reaching out to touch you! You gasp and back away in shock into the other statue’s display, which is now looking down at you with an almost apologetic look as you booked it to hideaway in you office. On your security monitors you can see the statues slowly making their way towards your office every time it glitches out. the phonelines are dead, the buildings on lockdown and all you can do is hide and pray they don’t find you.

Unknown to you they're not planning to kill you, they're trying to warn you....

[madarasgirl]

His Immortal

Permission to use art from the INCREDIBLY talented @vanerchest. Feeling very honoured! I think about this piece often whenever I write Alucard angst.

C/W: Alucard (Ultimate) x senior!Reader, angst, on death and dying, hospital setting, hurt/no comfort, shadow writing. Inspired by the legendary song "My Immortal" by Evanescence Words: 998

You supposed you were the one who was selfish for choosing this mortal fate and leaving your greatest love behind.

Did you regret this path? Sometimes you thought perhaps you did. There would have been tons to gain by becoming an ageless vampire at his side, and on occasion, you used to speculate 'what if?'

It didn't matter. It was far too late to backtrack anyways, and it would be an insult to do so, after living such a beautiful, full lifetime spent with Alucard, teeming with precious memories and magical experiences. He aged with you through the decades –at least he made it so his appearance did.

But as with all mortals who lived long enough, you too eventually grew very old, frail, and sick. Your body betrayed you and no longer belonged to you. It didn't obey when you wanted to walk, speak, eat, or even breathe.

So here you lay in a hospital bed, intubated and sedated, machines replacing the function of vital organs while multiple drugs dripped nonstop to hold you captive in this realm. What a sight you made, with tubes protruding from every corner on your skeletal form.

Your body may have failed, but fortunately you never developed dementia. Your mental faculties were as crisp as the night you met so long ago. A piece of you was still buried within, floating from above and somehow aware of the happenings around you in your comatose state.

The various alarms and buzzing were only background noises by now, and there was little commotion this time as well, but you felt a sense of relief. Sighing inwardly, you wished Alu would leave your side for a moment so you could just die already, though you knew that was an empty hope. The vampire had not parted from the bedside your entire stay.

Was he scaring the nurses by crying again? You hoped he'd remember to make them forget this time. And not to terrorize the staff and force them to do whatever it took anymore. You recalled the time you surfaced with another set of thick tubes in your neck and groin, and how painful they were. How frightening it was.

"You must live," he whispered to you at night at first. For his sake. So you did, trapped in the confines of your weathered shell, you continued to exist for him, slowly spiralling downhill until now.

With any other man, you'd be helpless to communicate in your vegetative state, but Alucard had never been as mediocre as 'normal.' So you begged him through telepathy. After all these years, reaching for his mind was as easy as sifting through your own thoughts, as natural as breathing (well, back when you were still able to do so independently). You implored him again to let you go. You were terminal and old, with no hope for recovery or any good prognosis. Being connected to every form of life support was not life, just a sad fate that prolonged your suffering and delayed your inevitable expiration.

Long ago, he promised not to let you suffer.

Alu, please don't make them bring me back again when my heart stops.

The weary, congested muscle thudded weakly towards failure. You were already dead in every way except you still possessed vital signs. The numbers were just evidence of the drugs, transfusions, and machines at work though.

The irony wasn't lost on you. At the end of the road, after declining his many offers to turn you when you were a maiden, you were finally just like Alucard, the living dead. You'd laugh if you could.

...More than anything, you didn't want him to see you like this, a husk of the vibrant woman you once were when you fell for each other. The unlikely circumstances of your meeting and scenes from your life flashed by in an instant. The vampire would tell you throughout the decades, when he'd get in one of his romantic moods, that you'd always be his sprightly young woman no matter your age. He actually only told you again yesterday. Or was it last week? 

How long have you been laying here?

The mind's eye saw his seated figure clearly and smiled. Actually, your tired mind pondered, you certainly did not regret a moment of your life with Alucard. He was the perfect partner and his unchecked devotion never gave you a reason to regret choosing him. Your lifespan was too short for that, he used to tell you.

But you regretted leaving him behind to be alone once more.

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Your heart stopped. And he loved you enough to let you go.

You were free.

Your spirit lifted from the prison of your flesh and you soared, wrapping around your love with your incorporeal form, sinking into him and caressing the unbeating heart that had ever belonged to you. This time, you wiped away the blood tears that fell.

You quivered.

Liberated from the pains and illnesses of advanced age, it was as if you'd become new and for the first time ever, like the fog lifted and you could finally see with clarity. Your non-existent chest tightened at the sight of your love crushed by your death, looking utterly devastated and lost. There was no sobbing or outward breakdown, but you knew his expressions well.

Nebulous fingers smoothed over inky black locks while you cradled his cheek. Glistening eyes the colour of polished rubies stared blankly at your lifeless corpse, your chest still rising and falling mechanically before the ventilator was turned off. He could not feel your soothing touch anymore and it broke you.

...

You will watch over your vampire from above and wait for him for the rest of your eternity, until he returned to dust and was no more. Then you'd meet him wherever he ended up. Just as he was, you were bound by the life you left behind.

And even if he was unaware, he still had all of you.

~End~

(For more angsty romance, check out my one-shot “Without You” on AO3. Warning: Smut abounds in that one. It is about the occasion when Reader chooses to remain human for her remaining days with Alucard. You will find similar themes to this short scene)

[hee-blee-art]

angelo & keelie, two monster high teachers I came up with in a dream (they're roommates)

[image ID: several digital drawings featuring angelo (he/him), a thin living statue with grey stone skin and hair, dressed in layered grey robes and a laurel; and keelie (he/they), a short thin vampire with pale skin, dark red curly hair, stubble, and glasses, dressed in earth-toned layers. the first image shows the monster high crest and the text, "monster high characters I came up with in a dream." the second image is angelo's character sheet, showing a full body drawing of him with the following text: "angelo marblearch. living statue. art teacher. made entirely of marble. likes to make himself clothes and costumes. passionate about creativity. encourages students to be themselves and experiment. easily distracted. very self-confident." the third image is keelie's character sheet, showing a full body drawing next to the text: "keelie dearg. vampire. lit teacher. irish. writes poetry. likes to sing but avoids it unless alone, (can hypnotize people by singing). very kind a sweet. very old, grandpa vibes. mistaken for a student if clean-shaven. has a quote for every situation." the fourth image is of both of them, keelie blushing and shielding his eyes, saying, "angelo! will you please put some clothes on?" to angelo, who, fresh from the shower and wearing only a towel around his neck, points to his head and calmly replies, "I'm wearing a laurel, aren't I?" with a censor bar over his butt. the fifth image is of them standing side by side with the text, "outfit swap." angelo is dressed in a vest, collared shirt, slacks, and glasses of keelie's, and keelie is crumpled on the ground under the heavy layers of angelo's robes and laurel, shaking and sweating as they say, "ow ow ow, please help," with a little text label that reads "stone clothes" with an arrow pointing at the robes. end ID]

[silverthelovebug]

I AM CRAVING CUPID DEITY HORROR AND NO ONE IS SUPPLYING IT‼️‼️‼️

As silly as Cupid is, she’s truly an anomaly to Ever After. In a world where the person who holds the most power is a monarch or a magic caster, what are they to a god? No one’s heard of a cherub or even a demigoddess before, let alone an actual monster, which Cupid is. Faybelle had no clue what she was in Fairy’s Got Talent. She’s the only one of her kind in Ever After and I wonder if some people are frightened at the prospect of not knowing what she is? How much does Milton even know of the divine? Giles knew of Monster High but truly how much power does Milton think he has over Cupid when she’s not even a fairytale outside of the Headmaster-Student Dynamic?

Give me Cupid horror or give me death!!!

(THERE WAS THIS ONE FANART ACTUALLY OF THKS EXACT CONCPET AND I CANNIT FIND IT!!!!)

[clankhead]

Gargoyle

Avalon Hill

It’s finally done, 72 miniatures and I can finally show you the best thing about HeroQuest:

Demon’s Crest on the SNES

[sharklysweet]

O R D E R

[baylardian-1]

finished the refs for the girlypops :) ethel and juneau are both fired professors and agnes is an expelled student all from the same magic school. they all live in juneau's hermit shack like a bunch of losers who cant go outside.

Ethel Blithe was a professor who taught potion-making. During one of her experiments, something goes wrong in her cauldron and the concoction explodes, causing her to turn into a monster. She fled her life in shame and she lives in hiding with Juneau in her shack.

Agnes Silverworth is an aspiring mage who discovers partway through her schooling that she's a familiar. Trying to prove herself after being expelled for her newfound status, she seeks out Ethel and Juneau to teach her higher forms of magic.

Juneau Herret was a professor who taught curse-breaking. She practiced unconventional methods of self-infliction of curses when she's try to break them. Eventually she developed a curse causing her to transform into an uncontrollable beast and she was dismissed from the school. She now works as a plague doctor and lives in a secluded shack with Ethel.

[briefbestiary]

Be it ghost, beast, living stone tiger monument, or otherwise supernatural being, Old Green Eyes is said to have first been spotted wandering amongst the corpses of the dead just after the Battle of Chickamauga. Interestingly, some versions dress up the humanoid version in a gentlemanly garb and eating the bodies of the dead.

[urlocalwormtoday]

FINISHED TMK EP 3. WHAT THE FUCK

[preggydump]

[dm-tuz]

Karl, Living Statue

Able to blend in with the thing he hates the most, Karl works within society’s systems to destroy humanity. Karl makes for a terrifyingly effective assassin even if his killing methods are anything but subtle. No target has survived to tell the tale, after all.

The Fearsome Foe series is a set of monsters specifically designed to be part of a narrative or the centerpiece of a one-shot! If you want more Fearsome Foes to throw at your players, consider paying my Patreon a visit.

Artwork by Unknown Person.

[akascow]

how do people have their booriginals alreadly mine hasnt even made it to a shipment facility yet😭😭

[hee-blee-art]

their original post [link] started getting attention again recently, so I humbly present you with more angelo & keelie content

[image ID: three greyscale digital drawings of two monster high OCs: angelo, a tall thin and muscular living statue with curly hair, a laurel, and a simple robe; and keelie, a thin vampire with light skin, dark shaggy & wavy hair, and beard scruff dressed in collared shirts. the first shows keelie blushing and looking away from angelo with a label reading "definitely wasn't just checking out a coworker" pointing to him. the second shows keelie slumped asleep at a desk holding a quill on some papers and angelo placing a blanket over his shoulders, with the label "fell asleep grading papers" pointing to keelie. the third shows angelo carrying a rumpled keelie easily under one arm, saying, "we're here!" with the labels "very strong" pointing to angelo and "very sleepy" pointing to keelie. end ID]

[brother-emperors]

"when you marry off a son to the church, they're married to god's vicar on earth" lives rent free in my mind now, thank you very much! also, can't stop thinking of rodrigo borgia and giuliano della rovere as a bickering divorced couple, and it's too kinda your fault -_-

absolutely CACKLING at the idea of rodrigo and giuliano as a divorced couple because I've always envisioned them as two different types of monsters that despised each other and were intent on eating the other along with anyone else that got in their way, with giuliano coming out of that war winning. and it wasn't enough to get the throne (the papacy), he also kicked cesare to the curb after luring him back in. we love to see it! you can't buy that kind of hate off the shelves, you have to curate it and let it fester like an open wound! an absolute masterclass in driving in one final nail into the coffin of a family you despise. (there's a kind of dynastic rivalry subtext in regards to inheritance etc, between these two that makes them incompatible with the divorced framework to me. it's more of a eat or be eaten, destroy the pretender to the throne, etc etc in my mind)

ascanio sforza and giuliano della rovere on the other hand. they have an adjacent kind of divorced energy, to me. those two were rivals for so long (ascanio kneecapping della rovere by backing rodrigo in the papal elections, and it escalating from there), and only came together in the end (della rovere visiting ascanio every day on summer for conversation, hello??), and even then: that came with a hefty side of deeply unbalanced power dynamics of the julius caesar-clemency variety (fun fact! when giuliano della rovere became pope, he took on the name julius II in reference to julius caesar!)

wait--- you want to know who's literally divorced, though? ascanio and rodrigo. ascanio was one of the major players in setting up the lucrezia borgia-giovanni sforza marriage, and that annulment had implications, especially with how rodrigo kept trying to shut ascanio out of vatican politics. that didn't stop them from sharing the pastime of gambling together, though.

[msfcatlover]

For the record, when I’m talking about grotesque!RH!Jason, I need you to know I’m imagining like… you know that post about the Lucifer statue the church commissioned that they went, “Oh no, he’s too hot!” so they commissioned a different artist who proceeded to make a statue even hotter?

Hood!Jason’s the mark 2.

(It’s also very bad for him, and the fact it stayed so perfect for so long is a sign of his discomfort in his new body. When the muscles started softening like he was putting on a layer of fat—which took even longer to happen than for color to start sticking to his skin—the rest of the family wanted to throw a celebration and were only stopped by Jason threatening not to speak to them for at least a year if they were gonna “be weird about it.”)

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Wayward Waters Chapter 19

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Hello everyone! Chapter 19!

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

have fun reading!

and as always Reblogs are appreciated! (Also ASK’s are open so feel free to bother me!)

AO3 Link for those that prefer the layout there;

AO3 Wayward waters

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Having gotten Robin, who had taken a hairbrush to his messy locks, we went outside to see Rikaad standing on a Podium in front of the manor.

Considering the podium was stone it had to have been there for quite some time, probably built with the house itself.

There was already a crowd,  a bit more sparse the closer to the front it got, apparently not many people wanted to be near the more nonhuman visitors.

We took one of the more free spots which put me near that Leon guy.

He looked over and bared his teeth, making me take a step back at the snarling grimace.

I probably would take it more personally if he didn't do the same to a human on his other side right now.

Not a fan of people huh? 

Then again if people got too close they might notice the slightly too pointy ears and teeth as well as the unusual eye color.

That was something I could understand, not wanting people to get close and figure out you weren't really human.

So, keeping my distance from the rather hostile young man,  I turned to face Rikaad who had already been talking a bit.

Apparently it was about the future of the island and how if they wanted to live peacefully they couldn't keep shutting out and downright hunting other sentient people just because they weren't human.

That most of the nonhuman people weren't even out for a fight and just wanted to live their lives and do their job, same as everyone else.

And if they had wanted to fight they would already have done so, outnumbering humans on this island by far anyway.

He spoke more words of peace and the like as well as hoping to work together in the future instead of against each other and then finally went to appoint the new Mayor.

It was Marianna, Shalimars mother and Cassidy's Ex wife.

Now I wondered even more what I missed, because apparently Rikaad and Marianna had to have been in contact a few times before already.

And she did spy work on the old mayor to find all those documents and other things to get him to jail.

Rikaad had not looked the least bit surprised as she appeared and handed over the papers.

All of that had to have been carefully planned.

I looked confusedly at Robin who looked just as confused back.

Ah, so neither of us knew then.

Rikaad spoke some more about a few changes,  not all of which were met with applause before finishing the speech and bowing politely in front of all those watching.

I just stared, being King must be exhausting as hell,  and Rikaad wasn't the type to take breaks.

Well, at least he had the nerves to stand in front of a thousand or more people and talk without stuttering once or messing up.

I for sure would rather faint than do that.

But it also reminded me it had been forever since I had actually talked to him, either time or other things getting in the way.

As soon as we got back to Kamerasca and things had calmed down a little i'd go and drag him outside for a bit, fuck knew he needed a break.

Arthur and Robin as well, then maybe we could just hang out for a bit.

Maybe Oakley would come with, and speak about things that made my brain struggle to understand.

I should also probably tell the guy using magic about magic dying, maybe he could keep a better eye on it and tell me when to stop shifting.

“Hey fucker! You were late!”

I jumped as someone tapped at my back, turning around to see Jamie perching on Akeem again.

For something made of heavy stone he was surprisingly quiet.

Jamie wasn't though.

“Well next time inform me sooner, why did they even send you?”

Jamie just shrugged, pointing at Cassidy.

“Was his job but Marianna, uhh, 'Distracted him' ”

I was not gonna ask what that entailed.

“Nevermind then, what now? Do we go back to Kariba island?”

“Ask the bossman, i'm just here to see what stupid stuff Ronan will do”

Ah yeah, of course.

Where was he anyway?

Eh, not my problem.

I gave Jamie a thumbs up and collected Robin to go ask Rikaad what we were doing next.

Rikaad himself was back in the manor, talking to Marianna about easier means of communication than sending letters per ship.

Apparently Marianna wanted to build a post office where flying creatures such as Harpies could work, which however required to make resting stations on the smaller island between here and Kamerasca.

The idea itself wasn't so bad,  though it would probably take some time to do that.

RIkaad still gave the okay if they managed to do it but wasn't expecting it to be ready anytime soon.

After that Marianna left and Rikaad turned to us.

“There you two are, how are you doing?”

Robin whipped up and down where he stood, cheerfully answering.

“I'm good! I still wanna go do a beach day with all of you!  Do you think we can do that before we go home?”

That would be fun, if we could get him to come with us.

“We could ask any of the sailors if they know a good spot! Come on you deserve a break once in a while too”

Rikaad did look thoughtful for a moment.

“Well, since there don't seem to be any problems I don't see why we couldn't do that, how about you two ask someone for a nice place while i wrap things up here?”

YES! Success! A fun day for us and Rikaad finally would take a break!

“Yes! I'm gonna ask Ronan,  he's been around so I'm sure he knows more than one place”

Though for that we had to find him first,  wherever the hell that scatterbrained idiot had gone.

“Oh i saw him with a medic, i think someone punched him”

Why was that not surprising? Probably Shalimars fault.

“Alright thank you Rikaad, well go and look for the medic station”

He nodded and pointed us down the hallway behind him.

Down the rather short hall was indeed a very small medic symbol painted on the door, a staff with two snakes.

I ought to find out what those snakes stood for at some point.

Robin politely knocked on the door and a very old looking man opened it.

“Oh hi doc! Is Ronan here?”

Robin knew the guy? How much did I miss?

“Ahh Robin, welcome! Yes there is a young man by that name here I assume you want to talk to him?”

We both nodded and the old man let us in,  pointing at a window bed where Ronan was staring out of.

I doubted he was supposed to be half kneeling on the bed and sticking his head out like that,  but not like he normally followed any other instructions either.

“Ronan! Hey!”

He startled and hit his head on the top of the window,  cursing something only Jamie could have teached him.

“Ow! Oh hey! Did that weird guy punch you too?”

Weird guy? So not Shalimar?

As he turned around i could see he sported a blue eye.

“Uh what? No? Wait, who punched you?”

He shrugged, hopping off the bed.

“Uhh i think its the guy your friends picked up at some point? 

Something with L”

“You mean Leon? Yeah he didn't exactly make a friendly first impression, or second, or third”

Or any impression really.

“Yeah that guy, I just asked if he had any Elven ancestry and WHAM!  I got a blue eye and no answers! Fucking rude”

Maybe he shouldn't go around asking people such things.

“I guess, though a stranger asking that probably isn't something he likes”

“Oh, yeah, I guess, hey what did you want me for?”

Oh right, the reason we came here for.

“We wanted to ask if you knew a nice spot for a beach day? 

Preferably one with no danger”

“Oh sure! I know plenty! There are a few nice ones around Kariba I could show you! there's this one pretty small island that's half sand and half dirt with a few trees and boulders! You could span a hammock! 

And it's got lots of shells, though there are some hermit crabs but they won't bother you, just check the shells you pick up for any inhabitants!”

That did sound nice, and if it really wasn't far from Kariba island then we'd probably go there.

“Sounds good! I'll tell Rikaad about it when I can! Oh also i don't think we are staying here for much longer so maybe get your stuff ready” “Will do! This place is kinda boring anyway, the houses all look so similar to each other and the people here aren't exactly friendly” 

That they weren't, and at this point I was not expecting them to be.

“Yeah, sometimes people suck, but were leaving anyway”

Ronan nodded and then was called over by the old man again, The medic wanted to check his eye again to make sure the punch hadn't damaged it.

I grabbed Robin and left the man to his job,  still questioning how Robin knew him.

“Hey where did that medic know you from? He knew your name before any of us said anything”

“Oh he's the doc of the Victory Rose! 

Though I have no idea what he's doing here,  Maybe he came with us on the Call Of The Damned? I mean the Victory Rose is currently being repaired, also he gave a first aid course”

He did? Well if he managed to explain things to the scatterbrained Ginger that was great.

“Really? What did you learn? 

And what poor soul had to be a test subject?”

He laughed, telling over the next hour what he had learned, which apparently was mainly how to get a fish hook out of a finger or leg and some other basic stuff as well as how to reset a dislocated arm.

Huh, he learned quite a bit, and of his own volition no less! Impressive!

“That Impressive! 

Next time I faceplant to the ground I can just ask you to help!”

He laughed at that.

“Ha! I'm still not as good as an actual medic! But I know how to clean scrapes at least!

But, uhm, i only really did that so i wouldn't have to sit around alone with my own brain, i mean, you fell overboard and i just wanted to do something that took more of my attention than that”

He had started fiddling with his nails.

“Don't worry, at least you did something useful! All I was good for was serving as entertainment for Imugi! And I guess Jamie too.

One time I got stuck on the mast because they don't have a ladder there and Jamie told me if I managed to get up I'd get a prize,  they had to help me get back down, the NEXT day!”

That had been chaotic, not that I remembered most of it.

“No way! Wait what Prize? What did you get?”

Ohh right! The prize was in the little bag Jamie had given me, which was still on the Halcyon!

“Oh I forgot it on the ship! Good thing we are going back to Kariba later! I'll show you then yeah? It's a little fossil of a sea star”

“A fossil? Cool! At least you can't lose it while it's there!”

“Yeah and it can't break either, but remind me to grab it, i don't think anyone would go back to an entire island just because i forgot something”

Though I could probably send a letter and ask them to send it to Kamerasca.

The rest of the day went pretty boring, people put more Crates on the Call Of The Damned and a few were taken off and sometime late afternoon a headcount was done and everyone shooed onto the ship.

Looking around I saw that Ronan, Akeem and Jamie were all accounted for, Robin was already back in the cabin somewhere to set up his stuff, not that either of us had much.

I decided to walk over the deck once more before we left,  looking at the island from the ship.

It really did look as Ronan had said,  The houses were pretty similar and everything looked way too neat, every detail of this place clearly planned out.

No wonder considering it had all been built around the same time.

Even Kamerasca itself had more charm than this artificially looking place.

I silently wished Marianna the best of luck with that.

Speaking of, she was down at the pier and talking to Shalimar,  giving her something that looked like a whip.

That would not go well,  either she'd manage to tie it into a horrible knot or end up taking someone's eye out if her acrobatic skills were any indication.

Well, better keep away for a bit till she was okay at using that weapon.

The ride back on the Call Of The Damned was uneventful,  aside from Imugi showing up and whistling at Ronan for attention.

Jamie tossed him overboard, stating that since he had that bracelet now he could swim the rest of the way back with Imugi.

I wasn't about to argue with that, besides they were right about the swimming part, and if anything happened Imugi was there at least.

And he actually did swim all the way back,  shifting to human size overnight and letting Imugi carry him before shifting to the water creature the next day again.

He probably did that out of spite now.

Though as soon as we got back to Kariba he crashed onto shore and fell asleep as he was.

No wonder there really, the beach day seemed to have to wait a bit.

In the meantime I decided to try and help out rebuilding the Halcyon to the best of my ability, which mainly involved carrying heavy stuff with Akeem and holding things steady while they fixed it in place.

At some point the resident medic, Grace,  came over to see if anyone had hit their finger with a hammer yet.

Pretty sure that was mainly meant for Ronan,  who had dropped one a few times already.

Grace also did comment on my muscle density, stating that for the size they were they were nearly double as strong as average.

Well, that was something? 

Did it have anything to do with the Bracelet? maybe?

Though i was able to lift up an entire person without much difficulty,  as well as other heavy stuff like while repairing the ship.

Of course the rest of the crew immediately wanted to test that,  by telling me to hold my arms out and have them cling to them while dangling over the ground.

Surprisingly enough I managed to hold one person per arm, Yamet on the left and Imik on the right as they were roughly the same size.

That was really a bit more than average, I'd have to ask Oakley about that at some point as it might be connected to the Bracelet.

Though as Ronan tried it he immediately folded.

We ended up sleeping in their weird cave house again, Yamet making some oil fried fish for Dinner that Imugi had tossed at him through the window, making him fall over as the fish was bigger than he was.

After that Ronan shifted and broke a shelf,  Both Yamet and Imik chased him around in the confined space with a broomstick and frying pan, cursing him out.

Jamie of course joined in on that, especially the cursing.

The weird shape of the creature form was surprisingly agile,  at least for a bit until he tripped over his own flipper like hands and face planted into the wall.

He was threatened quite a bit to change back and they made him sleep outside with Imugi, which I sincerely doubted was the first time.

The next day we collected Rikaad from wherever the fuck he had slept, IF he had any sleep at all,  and dragged him to the freshly repaired Halcyon, waiting for Ronan to put the Harness on Imugi to go to the beach he had talked about.

As it turned out the beach itself was maybe two hours out and looked exactly like Ronan had described it, sand and trees and all.

The day was actually pretty great,  We collected seashells and then moved on to throwing clumps of wet sand at each other and nobody remembered who even started it.

After that we went into the water, Rikaad actually showing off how good of a swimmer he was, well at least i could be sure he wouldn't drown.

But it was nice to see that he finally took a break, and actually had some fun for once even though he lost the armwrestling against Akeem.

To be fair Akeem was a statue and technically didn't have muscles to best.

Surprisingly enough I nearly won against him,  Both of us have to strain to try and win.

Though he still ended up winning.

After that we went swimming again,  The water here was nicely clear and not as cold as in Kamerasca.

At some point both me and Ronan shifted, splashing water around and making big waves for the others.

Considering Ronan’s big ass Flipper hands he had more success at making bigger waves than I did.

At some point i grabbed his tail with my teeth,  dragging him over the sand and through the smaller waves.

In response he tried to drag me into the water, but only ended up with a mouthful of green fur.

In retaliation for that I jumped on top of him, noting that the weird fin on his back wasn't entirely hair but just covered by the fine strands.

He tried to twist out from under me to not much success,  me being nearly double as heavy as he was.

We roughhoused for a good bit more, making sure to keep a bit distance to not accidentally roll over someone.

At some point Imugi joined in which caused even more chaos as she, despite being part of the crew, was completely unbiased and went after both of us, trying to spit water at us.

The day was over way too fast for my tastes and we ended up sitting on one of the boulders to watch the sun slowly set.

For whatever reason we hadn't properly done that yet,  then again thus far there was either chaos or someone missing.

Well technically Arthur was missing but we knew where he was and that he was okay, probably more so than if he had come with.

Poor guy would just have been seasick the entire time.

Still Poor guy as he was stuck at home with Nea and had to deal with her antics.

We sailed back as soon as the sun was completely down, Imugi being so nice and dragging the Boat again, being sly she spit water at Ronan one last time before dunking her head under and towing the boat.

Aside from that the way back to Kariba Island was uneventful and boring, but strangely enough Rikaad actually thanked me for making him come along.

Well yeah duh, he was our friend, and clearly had needed a break.

It wasn't fair that he had to do all this King stuff,  He was only eighteen and as Oakley had once said that was just a Number and didn't magically make someone an adult.

It was mean that he just didn't get to do fun stuff anymore that was considered childish, just because of his title.

But it was very clear he wouldn't trade the title or let anyone else try to do it as long as he could do it himself.

Yeah I'd remind him from now more that even he needed breaks.

Being lazy we slept on the ship,  Akeem somehow Procured a bunch of blankets and pillows.

I refrained from shifting, not wanting to steal so much space and ended up in the middle of the sleep heap, back down on the deck.

I stared up at the stars till long after everyone else was asleep, simply watching the moon and the star Fable had pointed out to me.

Lafayah, the north most star that was sometimes used to navigate.

It was nice, just laying there surrounded by people that did not want to kill me, surrounded by friends.

Simply being there and listening to their breathing as they slept.

If only it could always be like this, peaceful and calm.

Sadly the next day was a lot more hectic as we got ready to sail back to Kamerasca, the Victory Rose sporting a new mast now.

Before I got onboard Jamie tossed the little bag with my stuff at my head, which I nearly forgot again,  yelling at me to keep a better eye on my stuff.

Then the Victory Rose set sail back Home,  the smaller Halcyon following a good bit behind.

Just a few days, and an unnecessary amount of switching between ships with the help of Imugi, later the coast of Kamerasca could be seen.

In a few hours we’d be home again.

Well all of this sure would be a crazy story to write to Fable.

And I still had not worked on my awful handwriting.

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