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lizard-shifter-noms · 4 months ago

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Still Subject to Change Chapter 21 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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The armored man sighed and then turned to me.

“Do you want to join too?

Might be good to have someone big on the team”

It was nice that he had said someONE and not someTHING i gave him that, but for now I went over to Neas’ group before bending down so that Robin could climb off of me.

I would not drag the little ginger with me, and I better tell him to stay away too.

So i turned to the little rusthead, and Arthur too who was standing next to him.

“I think it might be better if you stay away a bit, we have no idea what’s on the other side of the wall and I don’t want you to get hurt.

So please backtrack a bit? Just so I don’t have to worry and can focus on this okay?”

He nodded and Arthur put an arm around his shoulder like an older brother, squishing the smaller into his side.

“I’m going with him, in case there’s some other threat, also having someone to talk to might be nice”

I nodded thankfully at him and he dragged Robin away after the little redhead gave me a big hug.

Oakley also joined my group, still holding that weird magic item.

The item itself was spinning way faster around itself than in the castle.

So maybe that’s how you were supposed to tell if magic was near?

No matter, now we had to face whatever was causing this, and we didn’t even know what it was.

It could be a person or an animal, it could also be a cursed item or something unknown from deep underground that crawled out of the mines.

I really hoped it was not the last option.

No matter what it ended up being, I made myself ready to toss whatever it was into a wall like I had done to the manticore that attacked Arthur so long ago.

Huh, that really was almost a month ago now.

We stood ready behind the wall and Nea gave the sign to go around it.

I stayed back a little, if it was just an item I didn’t want to step on it, if it was an inexperienced magic user I didn’t want to scare them.

On the other side of the wall was neither, The only thing I saw was a person in a bright blue robe with his hood up that was holding a staff that looked like it was made from some twisted root with an ice blue gem at the top.

The Gem looked like the wood had grown around it and was emitting a weird light that almost seemed flaky in nature.

What the hell was going on here?

Before I could dwell on it I heard Norrin call out to the hooded man.

“Stop right where you are! You are under arrest!”

The figure turned to face his group and put down the hood of his robe, revealing a man that had a pale blue beard that matched his hair.

That was not a normal hair color and his skin was weirdly pale too, almost sickly and gray.

He also had no eyes, just a black void where they were supposed to be.

What the hell?

He opened his Mouth to speak and I could see two fangs sticking out, like a venomous snake.

“Ahh humans, pathetic creatures finally figured out who was causing the snow i see.

But you’re too late! I will not call off the spell, the payment I will get from killing the royal bloodline in this land is greater than anything you pathetic creatures could offer me!”

Wow what an asshole, and he said he was paid to do this? Who was cruel enough to do that? And why?

Suddenly Oakley was on my side, the one hidden from that man-thing.

“Vampire ice mage, stay away from it i’ll try to come up with a solution on what to do”

And as quickly as he had appeared he was gone again, ducked behind a wall and out of sight.

I really hoped he could figure something out, also i had always thought Vampires weren’t real so what was one doing here?

Apparently causing a fucking ice age, i was tempted to step up and smash this fucker into a wall but Oakley had said to stay away.

And at this point Norrin had demanded to know who sent the vampire.

“Who sent you to do this? Are you aware of all the innocent you are endangering? What do they even offer?

Besides, you succeeded already! The old king is dead! Pneumonia from the cold took his life a few days ago!”

The ice mage didn’t seem convinced by this and instead sent a blast of ice towards Norrins group.

They all managed to dodge it but I realized why exactly Oakley had told me to stay away, not from the vampire but the staff.

That thing could turn me into an ice cube in seconds.

The vampire aimed his staff again, and blasted a hole through the wall.

I was now very glad I had told Robin and Arthur to go hide a bit further away.

But now the guy was starting to just blast randomly at everything that moved and everyone had to dodge the chaotic array of ice blasts and who knew what else that staff did.

“The King? Dead? HAH!

If he was dead then the public would have been informed already!

The royals always do that! So the people in their domain know they have to grieve!

I do not believe you! Get out of hiding and fight like a man!”

A Rock hit the side of his face coming from behind one of the walls.

There was also a loud shout of someone familiar.

“I’M NOT A MAN YA WRETCHED SONOVABITCH!”

Nea had to dodge the resulting blast from the staff for this one, and only barely missed it.

Then there was a second blast, and another, Nea must have pissed him off big time.

She managed to dodge it each time until her coat snagged on a branch.

For a few seconds I feared I would see her die as the vampire sent of another blast.

Only for it to be deflected by the shiny inner side of a thrown helmet So that it only grazed her foot.

Just being grazed was apparently already enough to do a big amount of damage as she howled in pain and clutched her foot with a pained hiss.

The vampire held up its staff triumphantly.

“This is the best you have? A woman that throws rocks? I had really believed the royal guard to be better than this!”

From the sidelines Nea hissed at him.

“We are just humans! We don’t have this fancy bullshit ya do! If ya want a fair fight, set that staff aside and we duke it out with our fists!”

God Nea, please stop making this worse!

She couldn’t really think that would work did she?

Besides, her foot was injured, she couldn’t win like that.

“Duke it out? HAH! While you might believe that it would be an equal fight, I have to disagree! You humans might think that you are so high and mighty that you don’t even realize how weak you actually are!

You and your kin might think that you are the greatest but I beg to differ-!”

Before he could finish his rant metal spikes jutted out from his chest, effectively silencing him and he stared at it in shock, the staff dropping from his hands and clattering to the floor.

Ducking out from under the wall I saw Oakley standing behind the mage, one foot held against his back and I realized that he had impaled the Vampire using some sort of weird gauntlet that made the claws on his birdlike feet longer.

The puncture wounds almost formed a perfect circle even, and I noticed that while the Vampire grasped for breath he wasn’t actually bleeding.

Could Vampires bleed? I didn’t even know they actually existed before today, also it sure looked painful.

Oakley himself leaned forward to be next to the guy’s ear, baring his teeth, not in a smile but to show off his fangs in a snarl.

And then he quietly hissed at the mage in a tone colder than the entire environment.

“Then Beg”

Oakley yanked and the sharp spikes vanished from the chest of the Vampire as it fell limply to the ground with a dull thud.

I could also see Oakley holding something pale that had a purplish red liquid on it.

He had ripped the Vampires spine out, or at least part of it and was still holding it in his weird claw knife contraption.

At this point I was glad I didn’t need to eat as I was sure I would have vomited otherwise.

He then picked up the magical staff that had fallen to the floor and examined it before tapping it twice on the ground gem first.

It had already gotten noticeably warmer since the ice mage died but whatever Oakley was doing with it now accelerated it and I could see the snow melting around me.

Oakley was ignored for the moment as everyone came out from cover and made sure that the entire division survived and nobody aside from Nea got hit with an ice blast.

I could see some Guards immediately rushing to get to Nea who insisted she was fine.

She was not fine, her foot looked like it had been dipped in a swamp and left to rot, I hoped that was fixable.

I turned away from the woman that already had way too many people looking after her to find Rikaad.

I hadn’t seen him since the mage had randomly shot ice blasts around so I was very worried.

It took me a few seconds to spot the armorless man standing on a small rock and I immediately went over to him, momentarily forgetting that I didn’t have hands at the moment and was way too big as I tried to go in for a hug.

I remembered a few seconds later that I wasn’t bipedal right now but I couldn’t stop, the muddy ground made me slide the rest of the way and I ended up softly headbutting the poor human.

He took it in stride, I gave him that, by patting my ear and smiling softly.

He didn’t even lose balance on his little boulder.

“I’m also glad that you are alright, god knows Robin would never have stopped crying”

I just huffed, Rikaad was alright that was all that mattered right now.

Even if his jokes were awful, his sense of humor was very, Well, not there really.

As for everyone else, well except Nea, nobody got injured as far as i knew.

Rikaad tapped at my leg and pointed over to Oakley who was sitting on a broken wall, still messing with the magic staff.

“What do you think he’s doing? I do not want him to somehow blow himself up with it”

A valid concern when looking at how Oakley handled the thing, he was even twirling it in his fingers like parade staff.

Yeah that didn’t look safe at all, we better interrupt that.

“Maybe we should just ask? He can’t continue to mishandle the thing if he’s talking to someone right?”

Rikaad nodded and went over to the winged madman and I slowly followed him over the muddy ground.

About not even halfway to Oakley we were joined by Norrin who immediately started fretting over Rikaad.

He sometimes acted as if the black haired human wasn’t perfectly capable of handling himself.

“Sire? Are you alright? When we lost sight of you I got immensely worried! Do you need any help? Medical supplies? A-”

His worried rambling was cut off by Rikaad himself.

“I am fine, thank you for asking, but i would like to speak to Oakley now, i have some questions for him”

“Ah, of course sir”

Norrin stepped out of the way as fast as he could without tripping.

I didn’t know what to think of the man.

On one hand he was the royal headguard, not a title that was easily achievable, on the other hand he acted like a worried uncle that had lost the kid they were supposed to babysit.

He was well meaning enough, even if he had a stick up his ass, though he was probably just following some protocol.

The worry in his voice was very real though, and I could tell he tried his best.

Turning to look at Oakley I saw that he was still manhandling the staff by testing out how much the wood could bend.

That mad fucker!

“Oakley! What the fuck? Stop!

That thing is gonna explode or something!”

He turned to face us after I spoke.

“Hmm? No this isn’t gonna explode don’t worry!

It’s more likely to implode really”

As if that was any better at all, and what the fuck did implode even mean?

“But really, I know what I’m doing! Don’t worry!

I’m just inspecting how well made the staff is, Besides, as long as nothing happens to the gem it will be fine!”

As if to prove his words he twirled the staff around with his two pronged tail and then held the end with the gem over a little puddle of melted snow, freezing it instantly.

“I might not have an affinity for ice magic but I know how to use a magic staff, if anything I should be worried about anyone else getting their hands on this! Who knows what would happen!

If the gem explodes then you have an even worse problem than before!”

Even worse? Oh man, this cold had already been near unbearable, I didn’t dare imagine what could be even worse.

Rikaad stared at the staff intently for a few seconds before speaking.

“If it is that dangerous, where do you suggest it should be kept?

I do not want some thief to send us into an eternal winter”

Oakley cocked his head in that eerie birdlike manner.

“I think i’ll just hide it with my other stuff, nobody ever found that, nobody can unless they are me as there are various magic wards in place that only allow me passage”

Of course he would have something like that, why the hell not, but if it really was that good of a hiding place then why was the bracelet stolen?

Or the trinket wasn’t in that stash in the first place seeing as Oakley thought anyone using it would just die.

Well the thief did die, a few hundred miles away from his shack and I ended up finding it.

What a weird world we were living in.

Rikaad just nodded to Oakleys words, and the winged man was right, if it was kept in the castle someone WOULD steal it, That was only a matter of time.

“If you are sure you can keep it safe then go ahead, but please stop manhandling it in front of everyone, they are nervous enough as it is after all of this”

Oakley nodded and stopped messing with the staff, switching to hold it securely in his tail instead.

He hopped down from the broken wall he had sat on and landed on one leg.

Looking down as to why he did that and making sure he wasn’t injured I could see he was still wearing the knife glove thing.

He was also still holding the vampire’s spine and it took everything in me not to dry heave at the sight.

Instead my pouch started itching again now that the adrenaline from the fight had subsided and I decided to simply look away from him.

Instead I found myself looking at the rest of the Vampire’s corpse.

I turned my head around so fast that I could have sworn I heard my neck make a cracking noise.

The sight of the lifeless pale body lying face down on the ground with a horrible hole torn into the back that leaked the purplish red liquid would haunt me in my nightmares I was sure.

It really did look like Oakley had shredded everything around the pieces of bone he had ripped out, and I quickly excused myself to dry heave behind a wall where no one could see.

Yeah, I was really glad I didn’t eat, anymore at least, but the dry heaving upset my pouch and it hurt an awful lot.

I hoped I hadn’t ripped any stitches as repairing that would be impossible, especially with all the people that were in and around the castle.

I sat down where I was, leaving the guards and everyone else to sort themselves out, I would just patiently wait until moving wasn’t irritating my pouch so much.

Despite living on the streets i had only ever seen a total of two corpses, My own Mother after she passed from disease, And the man that got thrown into the crab tank,

who then was fished out again days later as a skeleton with only some pieces of cloth and meat on it.

But none of them had looked as horrible as the dead Vampire, Oakley was thorough in killing the thing I gave him that.

But i still wished i hadn’t seen that, that would haunt me for sure.

At the sound of footsteps from behind me I turned to look at who was approaching me.

I had expected Rikaad or maybe even that Arthur and Robin had come looking for all of us, but I had not expected that it was Norrin.

The royal head guard had some mud on his armor and his hair had come loose from the bun he’d made, but he looked concerned at me, not caring about being caked in dirt from dodging the ice blasts.

“Are you alright? I saw you vanish behind a wall pretty quickly after you spoke with the winged man”

How was I supposed to answer that? After seeing a torn apart corpse of something that should not exist, at least anymore, I was definitely not okay.

I suppressed another wave of nausea at the memory.

“I’m- Oakley- he just, fuck, i never want to see a spine outside of a body ever again”

“First time seeing a dead body?”

I shook my head at his question.

“Technically third, but this is definitely the worst”

He walked over to me and stared me right in the face, his light indigo blue eyes a bit too close.

“I’m not going to tell you that seeing dead bodies gets any better, you just get more desensitized and numb to such stuff.

I’ll be honest, if someone wasn’t having a bad reaction to seeing that up close I’d be more worried than if the person was just sneaking off to throw up behind a wall.

I wasn’t sure what to think about you when I first saw you standing behind the new king, but now i think you are even more human than some of the other people i met, even if you are big, green and furry.

Though why the fuck are you green? you’re not a plant, … right?”

I had to laugh a bit at the last part, technically no, i was not a plant but i could draw energy from sunlight like one, and it was nice hearing him tell me that while he had no idea what to think of me at first wasn’t opposed to try and help me when he saw that i wasn’t so well.

“No i’m not a plant, but i can use sunlight as energy like one”

He looked surprised for a second and then smiled.

“Well that is going to save you a lot of money i guess, Do you feel a bit better now? I think we should all head back.

No doubt there’s going to be some celebration about the weird magic winter ending and i’d like to wash the mud off first”

He scratched a bit of the dried mud off that caked one of his arm plates and shook the resulting dust off.

I had to sneeze as some of it got into my nose.

“ACHOO”

Norrin had ducked down and covered his ears at the noise but stood back up again after he was sure I wouldn’t sneeze a second time.

“Hell, i think my eardrums popped”

I used a paw to rub at my twitching nose that still tingled a bit.

The sneeze had made my organs squish into each other and now my pouch was aching a bit.

I must have pulled some of the stitches a bit somehow, whatever, that would subside with time.

“Sorry, but i think i’m alright now, let’s go back im sick of this mud”

I stood back up and followed Norrin back to the group.

When not in the presence of Rikaad he was a pretty alright guy, Seemed that he only acted like he had a stick up his ass when a higher ranking person was around.

In the background I could see Nea loudly complaining and demanding someone give her the helmet back.

Norrin saw it also and looked at me.

“Never cross her the wrong way, she can and will end you, I just wish she wasn’t the most difficult person in the division”

The last part did sound like he had dealt with a lot already regarding her, and after what happened today and the courage she’s shown I did not doubt that she was very capable of fighting.

Or just running blindly into danger, after the drake story, who i still wasn’t sure if i believed it, that might just be what she always does.

Norrin went over to her regardless and picked the now deformed helmet from the ground where it had landed after it deflected the ice.

As soon as the armor piece was handed to her she hit him with it loudly stating that she did not need to be carried back along with a string of curses i had never heard before and was not going to repeat.

“I don’t need ta be carried like some dumb Damsel in distress! Just gimme something I can use as a crutch! I’ll be fine! Stop fussing over me ya wanker!”

She was not fine, her foot still looked like her shoe had rotted onto it and I doubted she’d make it far even with crutches.

I had to admit that I was impressed though, not by her hitting Norrin with the helmet but for the fact that she didn’t shed a single tear.

I was pretty sure if that had happened to me I would be screaming and crying in panic, which probably would just make it worse.

Nea however was just hitting people with her deformed helmet and hissing at them that she didn’t need to be carried back and plainly refused help all together.

Suddenly Rikaad was back at my side, he was a very silent walker and I hadn’t noticed him till now, and I barely kept myself from flinching.

“Are you okay? You left pretty quickly back there, what happened?”

Right, he was focused on Oakley and probably hadn’t paid the corpse any attention.

“I saw the dead ice mage vampire up close, let me tell you i’m glad that i don’t eat anymore, but dry heaving is just as bad to be honest”

“The corpse? Ah yes i avoided looking at it and focused on Oakelys face instead, but i think he took the part he ripped out with him”

Great, what would anyone need that for? A trophy maybe? Or even more magic fuckery.

I absentmindedly scratched over my pouch using my claws, Rikaad of course immediately noticed.

“How is… well your body attempted to vomit so not great i imagine”

His voice was tinted with guilt, and I could see one of his eyebrows twitch.

I knew he was talking about my pouch, he probably just didn’t say it out loud because there were other people present that could overhear.

Even if all the focus was on Nea right now who currently threatened to break someone’s knees.

PREVIOUS / NEXT / OVERSIGHT

#sstc #lizards writing #vore story #giant/tiny #g/t story #nsx vore

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quill-wort · 7 months ago

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All the names written out

-Left side-

Reverb of Tarn

Viewport of Iacon

Wastland of Kaon

Chevron of Ibex

Barrik of Ibex

Shock of Polyhex

Dumbell of Kaon

Wheelfire of Vos

Exhaustpipe of Ibex

Optik of Kalis

Seadriver of Tarn

Paraload of Altihex

Tunnelbore of Kalis

Reload of Polyhex

Cursor of Tarn

Fireflight of Vos

Responder of Iacon

Filecard of Altihex

Stomp of Teledonia

Pterror of Tarn

Jamjaw of Ibex

Nightclaw of Iacon

Skidblaze of Teledonia

Dirtface of Polyhex

Slumm of Tarn

Truemark of Tesk

Slagheap of Kaon

Arcanus of Teledonia

Smallblade of ???

Nightfall of ???

Cloudblast of ???

Wyrmm of Altihex

-Right side-

Slimefoot of Kalis

Pestilus of tarn

Blocksmasher of Iacon

Irridus of Teledonia

Hi-score of Polyhex

Bladefoot of Tarn

Wingshot of Iacon

Groundjumper of Kaon

Kaput of Teledonia

Hammerhead of Tesk

Crashcart of Altihex

Jumpbarrel of Kalis

Kickstart of Polyhex

Stunblaze of Tarn

Katastrophius of Vos

Barrelstop of Iacon

Firefist of Altihex

Ripfire of Teledonia

Flux of The Pious Pools

Astroblast of Ibex

Gantry of Polyhex

Gimmick of Kaon

Ice-vent of Vos

Triggerfinger of Ibex

Cyclotron of Kalis

Snoop of Tarn

Zap of Iacon

Quickflash of Tesk

Bruteforce of Polyhex

Analyticus of Tarn

Skyhaven of Iacon

Shank of Kaon

Subcrawler of Teledonia

Lookout of Vos

Steelback of Altihex

Shemp of Kalis

Mace of Polyhex

Static of Iacon

Rusthead of ???

Scramble of ???

Dominus Ambus

the best (and worst) part about writing transformers fanfic is when you're writing something that includes canonically named characters that have no other given information. trying to flesh out the disappeared cybertronians on the necroworld is so strange bc they're all technically their own named characters but for most of them there is like. no information for them.

all of these names and there's NOTHING to base them off of. it's an empty sandbox to do whatever the hell i want with it (aka giving ravage a tiny army that he brings to sanctuary <3)

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clubstyleeurope · 2 years ago

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#cse • @roscofelcher Home Sweet Home • @clubstyle_garage_ @rusthead_cluster_mi • #homesweethome #garage #clubstyle #clubstylegarage #clubstyledyna #clubstyleitaly #rusthead #rustheadcluster #rhc #rhc188 #rustheadclustermilano #rustheadclusterfamily #family #ride #ridewithstyle #ridelife #ridedyna #onesoultwowheels https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci-4oTQIl00/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#cse #homesweethome #garage #clubstyle #clubstylegarage #clubstyledyna #clubstyleitaly #rusthead #rustheadcluster #rhc #rhc188 #rustheadclustermilano #rustheadclusterfamily #family #ride #ridewithstyle #ridelife #ridedyna #onesoultwowheels

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wahidadnan · 6 years ago

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I wonder if there is anything called 'rust-head'...I'm definitely one... . ...found these 'oldsmobile' displayed in someone's yard in Barmoya Road on our way back from Capricorn Cave to Mackay. I stopped and collected some wires from the bus which might be more than fifty years old. I need those wires to power a charger!!! 😊 . #rusted #rusty #vehicle #wreckage #wreckitart #car #instagram #streetphotography #photography #rockhampton #brucehighway #Australia #Queensland #wahidadnan #everydayeverywhere #everydayaustralia #travelphotography #rusthead #Oldsmobile #Art #installation #installationart #bus #truck #roadtrip #Mackay #fujifilmxe1 (at Rockhampton, Queensland) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu0a5T-nuc4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=133kwe3czwcur

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officialrodimus · 8 years ago

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For anyone interested, I went through the painstaking task of cataloguing The List of the Disappeared (what’s viewable in the comic, anyway)

Column One: Reverb of ??? Viewport of Iacon Wasteland of Kaon Chevron of Ibex Barrik of Ibex Shock of Polyhex Dumbell of Kaon Wheelfire of Vos Exhaustpipe of Ibex Optik of Kalis Seadriver of Tarn Paraload of Altihex Tunnelbore of Kalis Reload of Polyhex Cursor of Tarn Fireflight of Vos Responder of Iacon Filecard of Altihex Stomp of Teledonia Pterror of Tarn Jamjaw of Ibex Nightclaw of Iacon Skidblaze of Teledonia Dirtrace of Polyhex Slumm of Tarn Truemark of Tesk Slagheap of Kaon Arcanus of Teledonia Smallblade of Vos Nightfall of Tesk Cloudblast of ??? Column Two: Dawnlight of Ibex Slimefoot of Kalis ???stilus of Tarn Blocksmasher of Iacon Irridus of Teledonia Hi-Score of Polyhex Bladefoot of Tarn Wingshot of Iacon Groundjumper of Kaon Kaput of Teledonia Hammerhead of Tesk Crashcart of Altihex Jumpbarrel of Kalis Kickstart of Polyhex Stunblaze of Tarn Katastrophus of Vos Barrelstop of Iacon Firefist of Altihex Ripfire of Teledonia Flux of The Pious Pools Astroblast of Ibex Gantry of Polyhex Gimmick of Kaon Ice-Vent of Vos Triggerfinger of Ibex Cyclotron of Kalis Snoop of Tarn Zap of Iacon Quickflash of Tesk Bruteforce of Polyhex Analyticus of Tarn Skyhaven of Iacon Shank of Kaon Subcrawler of Teledonia Lookout of Vos Steelback of Altihex Shemp of Kalis Mace of Polyhex Static of ??? Rusthead of ??? Scramble of Omlet Dominus Ambus of Ambustus Minor Nightbeat of Yuss and Hardhead (not sure where he’s from) should be on here as well, but I could not locate in which order they would be.

#transformers #maccadam #idw #mtmte #more than meets the eye #lost light

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max1461 · 1 year ago

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I am not gonna become a rusthead I am not gonna become a rust guy. rust is the emo of computer languages rust is too mainstream but not mainstream enough that liking it becomes metacontrarian. I will never be a rust guy.

Is there a functional programming language that C like in its syntax? I like functional programming but the syntax of Haskell makes me uncomfortable.

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tomservotoys · 8 years ago

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Rusthead

#robot #dieselpunk #rust #rustbelt

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rockpatrol · 10 years ago

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"RustHead" is ready to conquer the world ! #rusted #rusthead #rockpatrol #rockpatroltour #falltour #hardrock #hairmetal #heavymetal #metal #rock #rocker #skull #glam #glamrock #glammetal #80s #80srock #80smetal #oldschool

#rusthead #rocker #glam #rusted #heavymetal #skull #rockpatroltour #80smetal #rock #hairmetal #metal #glammetal #80s #rockpatrol #glamrock #oldschool #hardrock #falltour #80srock

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lizard-shifter-noms · 8 months ago

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Still Subject to Change Chapter 7 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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Robin sat next to me and Rikaad, absentmindedly stuffing flowers into his mouth and making even more flower crowns out of those he didn't eat.

Rikaad stood up and looked towards the mountain.

“We should continue our journey after eating we still have some ways to go especially now that we had to flee from the Arachnids”

That much was true.

I had run a good distance away from those things and not in the direction we were headed but rather perpendicular to the mountain.

“Aw fuck but at least we know now how to avoid those critters at least”

Standing up slowly I picked up the flowers that weren't eaten and went over to Arthur, pouring the plants over him to which he reacted by sitting up abruptly and glaring at me.

“That's for stabbing me”

I went back over to the other two without a word.

Robin was laughing but Rikaad was looking rather displeased.

Fuck, i hoped i would not get murdered in my sleep for this.

He did not do anything else and instead turned away from the mountains and started walking back into the woods.

Arthur finally got up and went over to walk next to Rikaad, still glaring at me and tearing into some of the flowers I had tossed over him like an angry dog.

Robin ran up to me and motioned for me to pick him up again, so I once again offered him my hand to climb on.

Arthur did not look happy about it, he probably expected Robin to be scared of me now, honestly I was too so I was glad that it wasn't the case.

Cupping the ginger boy closer to my chest I tried to not walk too fast for the other two.

“You're lazy, ginger boy”

I quipped to the small human in my hands.

“I know”

He just grinned and lounged back against my chest.

The two that were walking by themselves kept looking at my hands, or more specifically the Rusthead that occupied them.

They were probably worried that I would do something.

I tried my best to not be offended and attributed it to what happened earlier instead.

It was a walk in silence for a few minutes until Arthur piped up.

“How long do you think we have to walk? Till we get home i mean”

It took a few moments before Rikaad responded.

“I would guess a few more days but i'm not familiar with the landscape here”

I was sure that as long as we went opposite of the mountain we couldn't go too wrong.

After all, the only thing we could run into would be the ocean if we somehow missed the Kingdom entirely so we would just have to walk along the shore to find civilization.

The redhead in my hands abruptly stood up and I tried my best to not let him fall over on the uneven surface.

“Maybe if Donovan held me over the trees I could see something?”

All of us looked at him a bit alarmed at his suggestion.

While not out of character for him to come up with such a dumb idea it might actually work.

I just wasn't sure how to go about something like that, What if I didn't hold him correctly and dropped him?

The smaller men apparently had similar thoughts as Arthur immediately bristled.

“That a dumb idea! And Dangerous too! What if you fall? You'll break your legs!”

Rikaad however seemed to mull it over.

“It might give insight as to where we currently are but i'm not sure if its a good idea, it might be dangerous if we don't find a way to do secure you this high up”

I looked down at the rusthead, trying to think of a way to hold him that would not result in him falling to the ground should he continue moving like a hyperactive mouse.

“I mean I could? I just would have to hold you i guess”

The Ginger boy nodded enthusiastically and sat down again, his legs straight out forward waiting for me to lift him over the trees.

Taking a few seconds to think of how to do it, I ended up grabbing his lower half in a gentle fist, leaving his arms and torso free.

I really hoped having his legs secure up to his waist would be good enough as he was a rather fidgety little guy.

Since it seemed alright like this I began to slowly lift him over my head, ignoring the death glare Arthur sent me and Rikaad’s icy gaze that lingered on me.

Having Robin so far over my head with my arm completely outstretched I felt like it was rather dumb looking but ignored it at his excited shout.

“I can see a tower! It's a good bit away still but i think we can make it today if we're fast!!”

He was pointing to a spot a tiny bit to our right and away from the mountain still.

That was weird, if anything I would have guessed that I'd be more to our left and farther away too.

How fast had I run away from those spiders?

Attributing it to adrenaline I slowly put Robin down to the ground again making sure not to go too fast to avoid making him dizzy.

He hopped off my hand as soon as he could and went over to the other two.

“I think we can make it today! If we go fast now!”

He grabbed both of their arms and began Dragging them along.

I slowly shuffled behind.

I felt weird over this piece of information.

I didn't know if I was sad or not about the fact that they all would be out of my life soon.

On one hand Robin was extremely nice to me and Rikaad seemed to at least tolerate me, but Arthur seemed to just plain dislike me completely.

Well I wouldn't have to worry about that soon as I couldn't go back to the City anyway, and Humans did not belong in the forest at all.

Slowly dragging my feet over the ground after them I was glad that at least one with Robin dragging them along it was a bit faster and I did not have to stop as much anymore.

It took a few hours to get anywhere close enough that everyone else could see the mentioned tower too, but something was off about it.

The tower looked well kept and clean, even the flags swaying in the light breeze that had warmed up the air since we ran from the spiders looked recently washed.

Wait a second the flags were wrong.

Instead of the yellow star on pale blue ground with the red ring around it it depicted two weird dark blue sickle moons on gray ground.

This was not Kamerasca.

We had walked all the way to the neighboring Kingdom Maringand instead of back to our own Kingdom.

Well this still wasn't so bad, civilisation was civilisation after all.

And the small humans could probably just hitch a ride on a traders cart or something.

Looking down I saw them looking rather confused, and Arthur looked downright frightened for whatever reason.

He probably thought he'd be home by now and realized that he had to walk even more through dangerous territory now.

Robin turned to look between me and Rikaad with puppy eyes.

“How do we go back to Kamerasca now? Donovan can't go through Maringand with us”

I kneeled down to be more at level with them, ignoring whatever Arthur was doing a bit further back.

“I'm Not going with you from this point anymore, i'm going back into the woods, i can't go anywhere near a city anymore as a Giant”

I stood back up as Robin tried to come up with something to say.

“But- but we-uh we are not in Kamerasca yet! You said you'd stay till we got there!”

That was not technically true.

“I said i'd stay with you until we got to a city not that it HAD to be Tunstead, besides only half of this group seems to not hate me so it's better if i just go”

I turned away from the small humans and slowly went away from them into the forest once again, but this time completely alone.

I was not sure what I would do now seeing as I only went Giant rather recently but would make due, I always did.

Having my back turned to them I suddenly heard the telltale CLACK of a bolt being shot from a crossbow.

Feeling it embed itself in my shoulder blade I turned around as fast as I could while ripping it out, thinking I had been betrayed by Rikaad as he was the only one with a crossbow.

As soon as I had turned completely a second bolt was shot straight into my collarbone and another was shot too quickly to have been reloaded into my upper leg.

Already starting to feel the effects of what had to be even more Sedative than last time I tried to figure out where it was coming from while falling to my knees once again.

Looking at a point behind the smaller men I saw an entire group of actual Guards, Guards from Maringand not Kamerasca, had surrounded us on half a side and with the Tranquilliser running through my bloodstream I could not do anything as I fell to the ground completely.

With my Vision Darkening from the edges the last thing I saw was Arthur shoving Robin in Rikaad’s direction before being tackled by at least five Guards into the ground as he tried to run away, now writhing like a man possessed under the heavier humans.

The last thing I heard was Robin shouting something but the words would not register in my brain.

Then everything went completely dark and I was left alone in Nothingness.

Some time passed, and then slowly there was something more than blackness… there was a slight sound… a very very distant thudding.

I frowned in my semi-consciousness… confused by the sound’s presence when just a moment ago there had been soft, fuzzy silence and comfort.

I knew I was lying on the floor, and the ground was a lot harder than the dirt in the forest.

My eyes flickered open to gray dimness, pupils immediately dilating and constricting to adjust to the scarce light, okay… so what was going on?

My thoughts were confused, and I didn't seem to have the capability to move just yet… So… That noise?

A little voice of reason in the back of my head spoke out, ‘That's your heartbeat genius’.

Okay… so i was alive then… or at least… I felt like I was…

Another couple of minutes passed before i regained the ability to move, and i sat up very slowly, putting a hand to the back of my head and rubbing my scalp, trying to recall what had landed me wherever I was now.

Then in a flash I remembered what had happened.

Oh Fuck.

Well one thing after the other, so where the hell was i?

Firstly I seemed to be in a circular room , the tower we had seen maybe?

Looking a bit more it seemed that the only light came from a window way up overhead.

I couldn't reach it even if I wanted to, but at least I had some light to work with.

A ray of dusty light came down all the way to one of the walls and I moved to sit in the sunbeam, there that was better.

Scanning the walls a bit there were small doors laid into the solid Brickwork, about three small ones and one larger one where I had to be brought inside through.

Looking a bit more up I saw the ceiling way way over me, This tower must be huge!

And on what I assumed was an upper floor there were balconies built, still out of reach for me even if I jumped as high up as I could.

So i was taken captive, fuck.

I wasn't sure what would happen to me now, would they keep me as a sort of twisted monster pet? Or would they toss me into an arena to be defeated by a gladiator?

None of the options running through my head were very appealing.

I wondered what had happened to the trio of small humans that I had tagged along with and hoped they were alright.

I knew at least Arthur had a problem when I got shot as the last thing I saw was him tackled into the ground by five soldiers.

Before I could dwell further about the whereabouts of the smaller men though, The smallest door opened for about five seconds and an unconscious person was thrown in.

The person was facing away from me lying in a heap and looking closer was wearing the Kamerasca tunic, all other Armour had been stripped away.

Getting slowly closer I recognized the Blonde hair and Identified him as Arthur.

Of all the people to be thrown into my cell it had to be the one that had an inherent dislike for me, of course.

Still I wanted to make sure he was alive as sharing a cell with a corpse wasn't something I was looking forward to.

And I didn't really believe he deserved to die even if he was an asshole to me.

Not to mention Robin would be sad.

So I gently shook the limp form of the Guard apprentice hoping to get a reaction.

The thing I got was a pained groan and his arms twitching a bit.

“Arthur? Wake up, are you okay? You're not dying on me here right? I don't want a rotting corpse in my cell”

My voice seemed to draw him a bit further out of his sorry state and he started moving to sit up.

I went a bit away from him to the opposite wall of the pit we were trapped in.

“Wha- whas goin onnn?”

He seemed to have trouble identifying where he was and I surmised he got whacked on the head or something.

“We got caught by Maringand dipshit”

He looked thoroughly alarmed by that for reasons that probably went beyond me, I hadn't really taken my time to keep an ear out for stupid politics when on the streets.

“Oh no oh no oh fuck I need to get out of here”

He was panicking and patting at the walls and trying to get the solid iron doors to open by rattling at each of them as hard as he could.

Did he have claustrophobia or something?

Well that wasn't really my problem and i didn't know what to do about it anyway.

He panicked for at least half an hour while I was watching in silence until he collapsed at the wall furthest from me to the ground, drawing his knees up to his chest, crossing his arms over them and burying his head into the hollow it made.

“What are you panicking about? If anything i should be the one to do that seeing as i'm a Bastard and you're not”

He looked over his crossed arms at me with a sour expression.

“You don't understand, they WILL kill me i know it”

Well that wasn't vague at all, i rolled my eyes at him.

“Yeah sure, i bet i'll die before you though seeing as i'm a ‘Monster’ “

He looked at me strangely.

“That's NOT what I mean, they're probably going to put on a show for your death, but mine….well it's gonna get painful i guess”

What the fuck was he talking about? Had he been in Maringand before? Before I could think to ask him about it he had a Question himself though.

“How are you so calm? You know you are going to die and yet you just sit there?”

At least it was a coherent Inquiry for once.

“Well i guess i always expected to be caught one day, after all i was a Bastard living in the streets and i'm actually really surprised i made it this far”

He slunk back against the wall even further hiding his face once again.

It was true though, I always knew I wouldn't die of old age and likely be killed or die of some treatable disease.

Despite sitting in the only available sunbeam I still felt like it was way too dark here and something kept nagging at me.

“Arthur? Do you know what happened to the others?”

I almost didn't dare ask, as I was honestly afraid of the answer, I sincerely hoped they were okay.

“I think they're alright, Maringand doesn't really have any negative relations to the Kamerasca Citizens”

The way he said Kamerasca Citizens was a bit weird, almost as if he didn’t count himself.

“So why are you guys locked up? I mean i understand that they put me in this ugly pit, but you guys aren't even actual guards”

He shifted uncomfortably against the wall trying to hide his face even more.

“I'm Not from Kamerasca”

The quiet admission did surprise me, I had thought with how he acted absolutely loyal to Kamerasca that he was born there.

“What the fuck do you mean by that? Are you a Criminal here? Did you flee to Kamerasca or something?

He still looked incredibly uncomfortable and slid down even further on the wall, this guy was flexible as hell i noted.

“Or something is close enough i guess, i'm the son of a high ranking nobleman that was killed in a coup to take over the entire nobility of Maringand”

Of all the things I had expected it certainly was not this.

“What? You mean to tell me that you're a nobleman?? And that's why these fucks put us in this stupid prison?”

He actually seemed guilty for what had happened and looked like he tried to melt into the floor, wincing.

“I know how this sounds, but believe me i'm telling the truth, though I expected to be dead by now”

He did not have any reason to lie about Such a thing, and why would he?

That’d be absolutely idiotic if what he said about the coup was true then that just meant he’d put himself in danger by telling such a thing.

“I don’t think you are lying, it would be stupid to make that up and just put yourself in danger”

He finally looked back up from his arms.

“Yeah it would be, besides i'm an absolutely terrible actor anyways, basically everyone can attest to that, i wouldn't be able to act to save my life”

I realized that this was only the second time I had talked to Arthur that didn’t end in the use of insults or screaming.

Though looking at the dejected form of the human slouched against the wall I doubted that he had the energy to do so, and neither did I if I was honest, the sedative still made me a bit sleepy.

Before either of us could say anything more a loud Bang came from overhead, like big doors being flung open.

Looking up I realized that the noise must have come from one of the balconies, was someone there?

“WHY HASN'T THE BEAST DONE ANYTHING YET? I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION!”

A loud nasally voice called from the platform, I couldn't see who the speaker was but I did hear other people speaking too albeit at a normal volume and I couldn't make out the words.

Glancing at Arthur I could see that he was looking up unconcealed dread, did he know the owner of the voice?

As I looked up again I could see a face leaning over the railing of one of the balconies.

The most prominent feature I could make out even from all the way down here was a pair of thick bushy eyebrows that had grown together in the middle.

To the side I heard Arthur start to breathe heavily, he likely did know the owner of the voice then.

The eyebrow guy's gaze seemed to bore into me and I tried my best to remain calm.

Just because I knew I would get killed here didn't mean I was going to accelerate my death by being an idiot.

“BEAST! TELL ME WHY THE MAN THROWN INTO YOUR CELL IS STILL ALIVE?”

What the fuck did this guy even want? Did he expect me to mindlessly kill whatever was thrown at me like a rabid dog?

Deciding to respond the best I could I also tried to remain as calm as possible.

I truly did not want to be seen as just another monster that they could put in shackles to do their bidding.

“I don't kill people, also where am I kept? I would like to leave”

I glared at him with a sour face making my disdain for the situation very clear.

The eyebrow guy did not seem to like that.

“WELL WE WILL SEE IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND ON THAT! YOU'LL NOT BE FED TILL YOU HAVE KILLED HIM BEAST!”

Before I could do anything else the loud man had already turned away out of sight and a few seconds later heard the door close.

“What the fuck dude, what do they expect? That I do what they want just cuz they don't give me food? Fat chance”

I huffed out and looked back to Arthur who had gone pale as a corpse, He was shaking and looking at me with fear in his eyes.

“You- you're not going to kill me? Why? You hate me”

I was a bit taken aback by this, had he really expected me to kill them the entire time? I tried to not let that hurt me but it still stung.

“No? Why should i? Just cuz i don't like someone doesn't mean i want them dead”

He curled up against the wall again, a sigh escaping his mouth.

“This is all my fault, i shouldn't have followed you into the forest i shouldn't have-”

“Shut up, its not your fault why the fuck would you have known what would happen?”

I interrupted him before he started swimming in self-pity.

He just groaned and put his hands over his face.

“I’m just glad that the others are fine for now, the Guards won't do anything to them seeing as killing Kamerasca Guards wouldn't look good for them”

I was relieved to hear that, but it still left the problem of being held captive.

“Do you have any idea how to get out of here?”

He looked back at me with a sad look on his face.

“No, these things were built to imprison dragons, so we don't really have a chance to get out unless someone gets us out”

This was built for dragons? Well it would make sense, seeing as the only window was way up in a gradually thinning cylinder that was likely underground.

“So we're stuck? Unless they actually let us out, which i doubt they would do”

He nodded, still slouched sadly against the curved wall.

“Maybe i can make a deal, ask them to let the others go and only kill me”

I looked at him a bit surprised, he'd actually offer his own life in exchange for letting the others free?

And would that include me too? I doubted it because he didn't like me, and even if he did try it was very unlikely that those aristocrats would agree to let a ‘dangerous Beast’ roam free.

“Are you sure about that? You are aware that dying is permanent right?”

“Of course I do! I just- I'm- This is just so dumb! I've been Terrified for like two years for exactly this!

And now I dragged my friends into it! I NEVER meant to do that!

I've been always on the lookout for anything that could kill me, and then later for anything that could kill my friends! And I failed! Twice!

I hate this! All of this!”

Oh… a few things suddenly made a bit more sense now, he wasn't really angry all this time, he was afraid, afraid to die or that i would kill him and his friends.

And as is Human Nature they don't want to be afraid, so they get angry instead, lashing out at whatever they could whether it was at fault or not.

I had completely misunderstood him the entire time, he hadn't been angry at me, he had been afraid of me!

And I didn't really do anything to help with that fear.

No wonder he was such a Grumpy dude.

Before either of us could say anything more a loud scraping sound came from one of the Balconies and a wooden construction held up with rope came into view.

A construction crane? Why would they have that here?

Arthur had gone pale again, looking up with dread as a dozen or so Guards appeared on the edges of the balconies, all holding mean looking Crossbows that were aimed at me.

Would they just shoot us both to death? They didn't move until a wooden platform was panned over the balcony hanging from the crane.

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lizard-shifter-noms · 9 months ago

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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Waking up it took me a few seconds to remember what had transpired yesterday until I felt a slight movement within my Storage Organ.

I decided to just call it a Pouch from now on as I had linked it to a coin pouch the previous night to make it better understandable for the small Rusthead.

I still felt bad about what I had done yesterday, and lying on the cold hard ground all night didn't help that.

At least the snow had mostly melted and it was warm again now that the sun was up.

Getting up very slowly and carefully to not disturb the sleeping form in my Pouch, I debated if i should wake him up or let him sleep.

On one hand waking him up meant he could get out like I had promised yesterday.

On the other hand if I woke him up he might get another panic attack should he take too long to actually remember what happened.

In the end I decided to try and wake him as gently as possible by softly poking at him through the flesh of my Pouch.

I felt him roll over and mumbled something along the lines of.

“Ten more minutes it's comfy”

He resumed back to a curled up position seemingly not disturbed much.

While I was touched that he wanted to stay, I knew he was not really awake enough to actually know where he was at the moment.

That, and no being that was by their right senses would willingly stay inside of another, bigger creature.

So I attempted again to wake him only to get the same result, and a third time had him cover his ears with his arms while sleeping, well at least it felt like he did that.

So I decided to let him be for now and continued along the river towards Wyrmhurst mountain after picking up the items I had chucked aside yesterday.

Walking in silence suddenly felt weird now that I had apparently become used to Robin's blabbering in the short time he was stuck with me.

But after some time I felt Robin move again and I stopped dead in my tracks waiting if he would flip out again.

I prayed he wouldn't.

“nrmm wha- oh OH uh Donovan?”

Not sure if he was about to panic, I rushed to reassure him.

“Hey good morning! Are you okay? Do you remember what happened yesterday?”

“I'm fine, what time is it? Is it morning? Is it still cold?”

Looking around and watching if my breaths still made little clouds, I saw that only some snow was left in the more shadowy areas and my breath did not make any clouds anymore.

“it's warmer now so if you want out you can, we are right next to the river so you can wash too”

I waited for his response, and a small part of me secretly hoped that he wanted to stay, as his little movements sent a thrill through my nervous system but I shoved those thoughts away again.

If he wanted out I would let him out.

“uh okay i'd like to come out, but like how? I mean how do you plan to get me out?”

I was glad he did not freak out so spitting him up should be easy.

“i'm gonna spit you up, just stay still, take a breath and relax you'll be out in a minute”

Preparing to chuck him up I tensed my muscles and started pushing up from the bottom of the pouch to shove him up as I had done countless times with various valuables.

Just this time it was a living thinking being.

I decided not to think about it too hard.

I was thankful that he had heeded my advice on staying still, as I would have probably choked on the large form traveling up my esophagus.

Feeling him at the back of my throat I reached in with two fingers to pluck his slightly slimy form out.

Dangling in front of me by the back of his tunic was the bedraggled looking Robin, he was shielding his eyes tucking his legs up again and for a moment i thought he was afraid again until he murmured

“Why's it so bright? I don't like it”

Ah so he was just avoiding the sunlight and not cowering in fear, that was a relief.

“That's the sun, just like everyday, you wanna wash up now?”

“I'm starting to hate everything yellow but yeah i'd like to get-”

He gestured at the thin layer of slime coating him

“-this of off me”

Setting him next to the river I let him slowly climb in clothes and all while keeping an eye on him, as I was not sure how well he could swim and I'd rather not have him drown.

Crouching next to the river bank I kept on the lookout for anything that could be dangerous.

Putting his items on the ground and hearing him complain how freezing cold the water was, I unbound my Handkerchief from my wrist and held it in my hands to warm it up a bit.

Looking at Robin who had just climbed out of the river dripping with water and shivering from the cold, I offered the cloth I had kept warm in my hands.

He gratefully took it and wrapped himself into it like a caterpillar.

“T-thanks this i-is re-really c-cold”

He was chattering with his teeth and looking like a miserable kitten.

“You uh you want your items?”

I gestured awkwardly to his stuff lying on the floor.

The smaller man looked at them for a moment then back at me.

“I think if I took them now they'd just get wet. Can you carry them?”

I gently pocketed his armor and boots at his request and offered my hand for him to climb on.

He just looked at me blankly for a few seconds before he got it and awkwardly scrambled into my palm, the Blanket hindering his movement a bit.

Standing up again with the cold form of Robin carefully cupped in my Hand i picked up walking along the river but something was nagging me still.

“Robin?”

I spoke softly, making him look up at me.

“About yesterday…”

“no negative feelings, but i really didn't mean to bite you i spaced out again it was an accident”

While I was glad there were no hard feelings, I still had a question.

“How do you bite someone on accident?”

He moved awkwardly under the blanket and seemed to think for a few seconds while trying to disappear into the cloth completely.

“Well i was asleep and i dunno what i was dreaming but the others said i sometimes start chewing stuff, i used to chew on everything as a bad habit but i stopped when i joined the Guards school”

“I have actually bitten Arthur before, i think he still has the teeth marks on his elbow i'm just glad he didn’t rat me out about my age to the headmasters”

So biting just about everything was a bad habit of his and he’d even bitten some of his friends.

But the added bit of not getting snitched on about his age made me pause.

I knew one had to be eighteen like I was to join the training so it made me wonder how old he actually was.

“Wait a second, how old are you? You have to be eighteen to join the guards”

He suddenly went very still.

“Well uhm well im -im sixteen”

Knowing this it made sense as to why he was smaller than most of the guards I had ever seen.

He wasn't even an adult, now it made sense why he was so scrawny.

“You mean you're younger than me? And how did you manage to convince the headmasters?”

He seemed to debate with himself for a moment before filling his lungs and spewing out something barely comprehensible.

“Well i when i was thrown out by my alcoholic Dad i ended up running into Arthur, and we both somehow ended up stopping a thief so the headmasters let us join but only if we both were old enough so i lied”

He looked at me like i was going to judge him for it, Which frankly I couldn't really as I knew the streets were not a friendly place to be, so taking that over sleeping in an alley really was the better option.

“I'll make you a deal you don't tell anyone about my doubled organs and I won't rat you out about your age, seems fair?”

He grinned at me and nodded, suddenly a lot happier.

“Sure! No idea who i could tell anyway besides the boys in my group and i don't think anyone would believe me”

Boys? Plural? So not just the blonde guy? I decided to not bring it up.

Instead I worried what would happen if someone found out about what had happened yesterday.

“Also maybe don't tell anyone what i did yesterday, you know what i mean, they would kill me immediately”

I hoped he wouldn't ever tell anyone that I literally…ate…him as i really didn't want to deal with a manhunt for me, The other humans probably wouldn't listen past ‘ate him’ and just set out to kill me with whatever weapons they had to get rid of the ‘Monster’.

“You mean the part where you ate me? I guess that would sound bad”

At least Robin agreed on this with me even if speaking it out loud was still pretty awkward, And probably always would be.

Robin was still wrapped in the Handkerchief that he turned into a blanket and slowly drying while fiddling with the cloth.

“Hey Donovan? What other plants are like, not gonna kill me when I bite them?”

I was a bit surprised at the question but figured I could indulge him a bit.

I kinda did owe him after what had happened.

“Oh, well that depends on season but there are quite a lot of edible ones like the dandelions and daisies we had but there are a lot more, you want me to tell you about them?”

At his enthusiastic nodding I ended up telling him all I knew over the course of the day, and we tested everything we could find too, like wild rhubarb and some fiddlehead ferns which Robin laughed at for their weird name but ended up liking it best next to the rhubarb.

At some point it had started to get dark again and we looked for a suitable place for a camp which ended up being under a dead tree that had grown on a boulder that was easily three times my height.

I thought that despite all it was kinda cool looking rock formation.

I curled up beneath the slight overhang and this time i did not tie Robin up, instead i left the rope in my pocket and took out the slightly crumpled Boar Pelt for him to use as a mattress as he was sort of trapped in the divot the boulder made anyway i did not see any reason to tie him up tonight.

Wrapping himself in the blanket he snuggled down into the pelt and started fiddling with whatever was in his hands now and just staring at the stone overhead with a blank expression.

I was pretty sure that he had spaced out again so I just left him for now as I did not see any reason to do something about this.

But I did get slightly worried when I saw that he had not blinked in a while so I carefully nudged him with a finger.

He just rolled over and put the blanket over his head.

He'd fallen asleep with his eyes open huh…

Well that was not something i've seen before but i'd definitely heard about it.

I debated if I should try to close his eyes for him but my fingers were too big and I did not want to damage someone's face.

Leaving it be I simply took it as my clue to fall asleep myself, so after making sure there were no threats I allowed myself to be taken by slumber.

I awoke in the middle of the night to Robin basically trying to burrow under me and even attempting to crawl under my neck.

Confused, I looked around and saw that it was Snowing again which was weird considering it was supposed to be spring but apparently not.

Wait a second if it's snowing then that means it's cold again so Robin must be freezing!

While I still had no idea why the temperature didn't affect me it sure did to the smaller boy, so shifting a bit i put my arms up to where he was trying to bury himself under me.

“I thought i said to tell me when you're cold”

I mumbled sleepily and moved to a better position while grabbing the boar pelt that was left on the floor and dragged it closer to me.

Shifting to lay on my side again I put robin next to my neck and basically threw the pelt onto him while also cupping my hands around him to create a sort of warm ‘bubble’ for him.

“Thank you”

I heard a sleepy murmur as he cozied up against my neck and went back to dreaming about whatever.

Having him so close to my neck made my mind snap back to when he literally was inside of it, sliding down towards what he thought was his doom.

It made me feel bad all over again but I was glad he really didn't seem to have any negative feelings about it anymore.

He was a weird little guy for sure.

It did baffle me however that he had managed to brush it off so quickly, I did terrify him thoroughly after all but he acted rather normal?

Robin was a weird Human, but i didn't think he was a bad one, He reminded me of a lost dog at times and I hoped that never something bad would happen to him.

It was weird, caring about something other than myself for the first time in years and I didn't know what to make of it.

I also realized that as soon as the week was up in a few days I would be all alone again.

While being on my own was not something new, this time I actually dreaded the part where I would try to get by, but now in silence and just nobody to talk back to me.

I decided to shove the thought away and just go back to sleep, I would not deal with this while tired.

Making sure that Robin would stay warm I joined him in slumber.

Only to be woken up what felt like seconds after the next morning by something shoving at my cheek.

Turning my head and trying to avoid getting up I put my face into the ground even if it squished my nose a bit.

“Donovan? Get up, you're trapping the entrance!”

Hearing Robin call out to me and try to shove at my face again i finally sat up

“Is it day already?”

Peering out from under the overhang I saw that some snow was still lying on the ground and a slight breeze was blowing.

Looking down at Robin I saw that he had used the boar pelt as a sort of cape to keep warm.

“Yes its day! and luckily warmer now but i have no idea how you can stand the cold”

He seemed to be in better spirits than yesterday which i was relieved to find, but he did have a point in the cold thing

“I dunno i guess i'm just used to sleeping outside in the streets might be that”

I yawned and slowly stood up fully from my sitting position and offered my hand for him to climb on while plucking my handkerchief from the ground.

Cupping Robin to my chest again I walked over the thin layer of crunchy snow, away from the boulder with a dead tree on top, once again aiming for the mountains.

“How far away do you think it is now?”

I had the same question as it seemed that despite walking a lot everyday it still seemed far away and today was day six of Robin tagging along.

So I had to send him off to go back tomorrow.

I realized with a pang that I would be all alone again and, weirdly enough, the thought hurt.

Tomorrow I had to send the only person that had ever been nice to me away forever and I would be a complete loner again.

But this time it was a lot worse as I now knew what it was like to be able to actually talk to someone.

I once again shoved such thoughts down to where I did not have to think about them.

I instead answered Robin's question to distract myself a bit.

“I have no idea, i don't know how big the mountain is supposed to be either”

“Really weird, maybe it's some magic stuff?”

He did have a point as the mountain was said to be hexed so maybe i should choose a different place to go to.

“Well that might be true but i can tell you i have had enough magic fuckery for a lifetime”

I waved the cursed bracelet in front of him.

We ended up talking about where to go instead for a few hours and watched the snow melt as I walked over it until midday.

In the end I still had no idea if any other places existed that I could go to so I decided to backtrack a bit away from the river closer to Kamerasca again.

I knew tomorrow Robin would leave to go home and I thought getting him a bit closer would shorten the journey for him at least a little.

After another hour we came to an area with less trees and I took the opportunity to reorient myself.

As I was looking around I suddenly got stabbed by something sharp at the back of my neck, like someone had thrown a knife at me.

Plucking it out I saw that it was a wide Bolt with a metal tip that seemed to be coated in something aside from my own blood.

Through a slowly fogging up mind I recognized it as the tranquilizer bolts the Kamerasca Guards used for the manticores.

So using what was left of my coherence I put Robin in the tree next to me to avoid falling on top of him.

Just as i toppled over i saw two other human figures run to my position, Both of which carried swords and one also had the crossbow I was shot with.

Seeing black spots on the edge of my vision and losing the ability to move my last coherent thoughts were that this was how I was going to die.

Alone, with literal poison running through my veins and some Guards slashing open my throat for crimes I never committed just because I was a Fae Bastard.

My vision going completely black the last thing i heard were shrill shrieks coming from above me, something along the lines of ‘wait’ and ‘stop’ but i did not hear the rest as i finally lost all of my consciousness and everything went dark.

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Having gone to a drug induced sleep fully expecting to die, It was quite a surprise to wake up again even if it was slowly and I still couldn't move very well.

Opening my eyes and trying to figure out what the fuck happened i saw Robin arguing with two other people, one i recognized as the Blonde that had also followed me into the woods and one with even darker hair that stood a bit taller than the other two.

Lying there I tried to figure out what they were saying but it couldn't quite hear it from this distance and the after effect of the tranquiliser in my veins made a rushing noise in my ears.

However it seems my shuffling around was heard by at least one of them as the darker haired guy swiveled his head around to look at me with icy gray eyes.

Those eyes were kinda unnerving, but I really couldn't do anything at the moment except try to move an arm or a leg.

The dark haired one tapped Robin's arm who had been speaking animatedly to him till now and pointed to me while going in my direction, motioning for the blonde to stay behind.

If i remembered correctly the Blondes name was Arthur.

But I had no idea who the dark haired one was, as Robin had never Mentioned anyone else besides Arthur.

Oh wait he did say that there were Boys in his group, plural so i could guess why there was one more of them.

Stopping a short distance away from my face I glared at the dark hired individual as I saw that he was the one with the crossbow and consequently must have been the one that shot me.

He turned to face Robin.

“And you're absolutely sure of what you told me?”

Robin made a sour face and responded loudly like he'd been saying the same thing over and over again.

“YES for the last time he's an okay guy I promise!”

Oh… so the reason I wasn't dead yet was because Robin put in a good word for me, I stopped glaring and instead just looked at both of them, occasionally glancing at Arthur.

The taller of them turned again to face me with his eerie gray eyes.

“Robin has told me that you are not a Monster despite what Arthur had said to me”

I felt like there was a but coming and for a second i worried that Robin did tell them about me eating him.

“But I like to make sure of things myself so for now i'd like to just talk as civilized beings if you are willing to cooperate?”

I was relieved that Robin had kept his word about not telling anyone and even more so that the new guy just wanted to talk for now even if my jaw was still a bit numb and had that awful pins and needles sensation.

“You have a weird way of talking but sure”

I mumbled out as best as I could as I got the anthill sensation in my lower jaw making me want to scratch my face on the ground as I still had problems moving my arms.

An excited shout of.

“Told you!”

Coming from Robin who poked the taller guy in the side loosened some of the tension in the air and I mused that the tall guy must be talking like this a lot.

The tall guy in question grinned slightly and patted Robin's head then turned back to me, introducing himself.

“My name is Rikaad Drayton, you already know Robin and the Blonde one making grimaces over there is Arthur”

Deciding to return the favor and at least try to be polite even if I did not know all the rules to that sort of stuff.

“My names Donovan Verney or more commonly called Bastard”

I replied to him still trying to lighten the mood, and judging by the face Robin made it at least succeeded in making someone laugh.

“I can see that”

Rikaad replied and motioned for my pointy ears.

“But i believe that you'd prefer to be called Donovan”

I nodded at him jerkily as the numbing effect of the dart slowly wore off and decided to complain about it.

“Also what the fuck was in that dart my entire body is having those pins and needles sensation and i hate it”

Rikaad seemed to think for a second before responding

“Well its made for manticore and the like not for….uh”

“Not for Bastards isn't exactly a new phrase to me”

I griped and tried to at least sit up as talking with my face pressed into the dirt was just stupid.

I pretended not to notice Rikaad going a bit paler as I finally managed to sit up.

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lizard-shifter-noms · 2 years ago

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Chapter 2! woo!

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