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May 22, 2017 20:55:04 GMT -5
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Post by Jack on May 22, 2017 20:55:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","saschaunshifted"] A great blur descended upon his peripheral, the calming blue skies equivalent to the drab and dreary of a cloudy day for others. Hundreds - no, thousands of silhouettes existed around him. They'd all displayed a varying amount of expressions; each more lively than the last. "How rotten" he thought to himself "How foolish, how disgusting!" Blink once, a pleasant visage surrounded by equally pleasant friends. Blink twice? A sea of blood, bodies mangled, torn, ripped open, stacked atop one another in crude and absurd fashions; a scene truly fitting the crimson king.
Alas.. reality swept this beautiful picture under the rug and he was brought back into it's icy grasp.
Currently, he sought an interaction of epic proportions. He wanted to meet a woman that would shake the very foundation of his existence. The norm simply wouldn't do, no, he needed something eccentric in ways he would've thought unfathomable until this point. The problem with that is . . . he'd no idea where to find her.
"Perhaps I should check the Quest Board. I've had amazing luck finding encountering others whilst near it; whose to say it won't happen again?" As he swiftly made his way, he approached it with the normal loud and bubbly tone of voice he'd been accustomed to using. "Another day another quest! I wonder what treasure-filled adventures await me this time!" | [attr="class","fish"] [attr="class","gold"]words: 329 [attr="class","gold"] Theme |
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May 24, 2017 20:07:01 GMT -5
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May 24, 2017 20:06:27 GMT -5
Post by MEATPIE on May 24, 2017 20:06:27 GMT -5
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She had found town again.
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A soft hum escaped the buxom woman, even as she swayed from side to side. She was currently staring at the Quest Board - capital letters included! - trying to figure out how to accept one of them. Well, if all else fails, she could just head out to the location like last time! It had worked out well enough. With a hum, the purple haired mother just swayed back and forth, as if she was hearing music that nobody else could. Her eyes were roaming over the board, and with a soft sigh, she turned away from said board. She couldn't find anything interesting!
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''Too bad, I just wanted to do something for a little bit.'' she said, sighing heavily.
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Lifting her head, she noticed that she was no longer alone. Meatpie had found no one yet, it seems like everyone else was busy or something - perhaps a raid boss, or perhaps everyone's off on quests? - and she had been alone. But there was a person now, and her face lit up as she walked briskly towards him. A smile curved her lips upwards, her face warm and welcoming even as she extended her arms around the poor fellow, and scooped him up in a hug.
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''Why hello Dearie!'' she said softly to his head, kissing the top of his hair. After all, she was a rather monstruously tall woman, and currently bear hugging this poor stranger. But she was a mother so it was all done with love. At least, she thought so.
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Not a lot of people appreciated being smothered by the Legendary Motherly Bosom however.
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May 26, 2017 21:05:05 GMT -5
MEATPIE likes this
Post by Jack on May 26, 2017 21:05:05 GMT -5
[attr="class","saschaunshifted"] This...was not what he'd expected.
When traversing the great streets of Town Square, one accounts for a plethora of things. Elitists who speak to nobody but their select group of like-minded friends. Roleplayers who seek to take the whole "virtual reality" experience to that heavily taboo next level. Novices (specifically females) without a clue on how to play a game such as this. Within and beyond this list, Jack could proudly say that he'd accounted for quite a lot of things.
Getting assaulted by the very embodiment of video game sliders? No, that was in no way apart of the skyscraper sized checklist of accountability. At first, he'd felt as if he was choking, his arms and hands immediately wriggling about to grab any solid surface to attempt freedom. As they'd made contact with said (soft) solid surface? His eyes widened as his face flushed with a deep red.
Noises similar to speech came from the large bosom, his hands gripping what he could as his mind soon began to sink. "Hey...maybe this isn't all that bad, you know? Dying like this?.." Before he could truly reach that point however, he gained the strength he needed to at least free his head from it's place; frantically gasping for air until he'd stabilized it.
"A foreign custom, I'm sure." He said, laughing at the current situation "Well that was certainly something I've never experienced before. I can't say it was all that bad though; I guess we learn something new every day." As the exterior continued to speak, the interior began to plot. "This woman...she's certainly outside the realm of preference. Then again," He thought of the prior experience "I can't say it wouldn't be fun this go around. Besides that, I can use her as a cover up; the proper evidence backing my alibi." The interior nodded "Alright then, let's proceed."
Jack smiled brightly in this fixed position, unsure of what exactly to do next. "While I enjoy being held by a woman of your stature as much as the next guy. . . I would appreciate it if you let go now." That was a lie, he'd actually sought to be held by her for much longer. She'd reminded him of his mother in some twisted sense; a rush of nostalgia he longed for. "Since we've already gotten this close, I suppose I should introduce myself." He attempted to extend his hand somehow but eventually gave up on the idea "Jack, it's nice to meet you." | [attr="class","fish"] [attr="class","gold"]NEW BGM [attr="class","gold"] Theme |
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May 30, 2017 4:45:55 GMT -5
Post by MEATPIE on May 30, 2017 4:45:55 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]we're killing strangers [attr="class","listening"]so we don't those we love
Blind to the struggle for life happening right in her arms, she hummed happily.
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Oh she so loved hugging people! They all had their own kind of warmth. Some were indiscriminately warm, some were shyly warm, and some were so cold they were burning. Some people's warmth was deceptive, because their heart were as cold as ice. But what they were never bothered Meatpie really. Her love for humanity was only outstripped by her loyalty of those close to her. And yet, she still found the time for a kind word to a stranger. For a hug for someone less unfortunate. There was just something easily relishable in being able to help others at a single touch. She was a loving woman, not doubt about it.
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She was also a possessive one.
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His words were floating in the air. She did relinquish her grip a little, not necessarily squishing him right into her body anymore, but still holding a hug. There was just something about this boy - her motherly senses were tingling fiercely. He reminded her of her children. And so, she didn't want to readily let go. But at least, now he wouldn't suffocate. Not that she noticed he almost did but hey, baby steps right? She let out a soft laugh, the smile still on her face. ''Oh no dearie, I don't think I'll let you go all too soon. But you may call me Momma Meatpie if you wish, although I will still accept just Meatpie if you're uncomfortable child.'' she said.
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Soft, plush, exactly what she was to everyone almost all the time.
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''So, what were you doing out here hm? Perhaps looking for a quest?'' she asked, curiosity in her features. It was like her face was an open book, and perhaps it was to an extent. Underneath the soft layers, there was something - it was there in the way her grip had tightened momentarily when she said 'let you go' or perhaps it was in the fact that she had turned them a bit, as him hiding him from the gaze of others. Unconscious things, things she had never learned about or controlled. But signs to any that were used to reading people that something, something wasn't right.
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''Because if you are looking for a quest, I'd love to accompany you!'' she added, her smile once more taking over her face. Love.
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She loved this.
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It made her so hungry.
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May 31, 2017 20:05:10 GMT -5
Post by Jack on May 31, 2017 20:05:10 GMT -5
[attr="class","saschaunshifted"] The severity of the situation often shifted as thoughts floated throughout the vastness of his mind. From fortunate to unfortunate, he wondered which of the two represented these current circumstances. She'd allowed him a moment to breathe, his head bursting from betwixt her bosom as he indeed had let out that gasp of air he oh-so-rightfully yearned for. On the flip side, he'd gained physical and verbal confirmation from this woman that she had no intention of letting him go any time soon. With that in mind, he'd given up, playing into her hand as he'd attempted to wrap his arms around her.
"For the sake of not bringing any unwanted attention into this, I'll pretend for now and give into her demands. The moment she and I gain even just a brief second alone? I'll free myself from this perplexing predicament I've happened upon." With the plan in motion, he quick followed up by responding to her earlier statement and request.
"Meatpie?" A bewildered expression came before her "I would be lying if I told you I wasn't curious. What beckoned forth such a name, pray tell? In any case, if I'm to give you any nickname . . " He thought to himself of a name worthy of such a woman "Ah!" he smiled brightly "MP will do you just fine." Reason being? With a magical body giving hugs like this? Let's just say his mana bar wasn't the only thing growing in these parts.
"So, what brings you to town square, MP? Come for a quest as many others or were you simply walking the town?"
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Jun 19, 2017 1:42:39 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 1:04:56 GMT -5
Post by MEATPIE on Jun 9, 2017 1:04:56 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]we're killing strangers [attr="class","listening"]so we don't those we love
Focus was not a thing many children could do easily. She was well aware of that, being a mother. And so when the boy in her arms seemingly didn't notice part of her words, she didn't mind it all too terribly. It was, in fact, just a natural thing that happens to people. Sometimes, they don't catch when someone said something - and sometimes they just wilfully ignore it. It didn't really matter which one the boy was doing, she held no grudge, and bore no ill will for it. Rather, it was kind of endearing in it's own way, like a dog with a bone. Slowly trying to wear it down to the right point, before burying it and moving on.
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Listening to him speak, she smiles at him. Gently and benevolently, taking joy in him. She even laughs softly, letting one of her hands brush his hair, moving strands from his eyes. ''What a sweet boy you are Jack. I do not mind you calling me MP, and as for my name... well one of my children suggested it. They find my meat pie recipe rather unique and special you see.'' she began. The feel of trust, or perhaps it was just the fact that a soul was letting her mother them - whatever it was, it was warm and fuzzy within her, making her feel so light and gentle.
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And kept the hunger at bay.
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''I don't have a particular reason to be here dear. I am curious about a quest, after all they seem like fun, but since I don't very much know how this game thing works... well it's a bit hard. Plus, I'd rather help someone else, like you for example.'' she continues, bare seconds for her pause. Yes, this was truth. She enjoyed caring for others, such as he - even though something within her understood that something wasn't exactly as it seemed. And that was sensible, considering herself. ''But I have a lot of free time, if you have ideas of something to do, Jack my sweet boy.'' she finishes, another smile on her face. It was sheer happiness to be near someone she considers a child.
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Because she was a mother, you see.
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Jun 9, 2017 19:10:50 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 19:10:07 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 9, 2017 19:10:07 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper  - jorumun - - 4/10 - - Zektbach - -I totally didn't see that in the last post! Sorry >w<- |
So she existed to aid him, did she? This could be put to use in more ways than one. The interior drafted a schematic compendium, filled to the brim with concepts pertaining to love-related objectives. She sought to aid him currently on a quest - however, there wasn't any in particular he could think of. With that in mind, he figured this was a perfect opportunity for him to assess her loyalty.
"Let me take a look here..." His eyes began to trail the list from where he could view it, turning away most before coming across one that suited her perfectly. "Ahh, here we are." He sent her a party request prior to explaining the nature of the mission. "Seems a few people have gone missing in Hailstone Peaks. We're to travel there, rescue those lost in the storm, and bring them down the mountain to safety." He had his own reasons for inviting her to this quest specifically however, he wanted to see her opinion on the mission at hand.
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Jun 19, 2017 1:42:51 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 3:34:59 GMT -5
Post by MEATPIE on Jun 10, 2017 3:34:59 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]we're killing strangers [attr="class","listening"]so we don't those we love
Yes, she could see it.
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Well not necessarily, but her intuition told her that this boy was not what he looked like. Something was with this sweet child, and she was one that knew well about things that hide in the night. Or was it things that hide in plain sight? Whichever it was, she was a mother. And she hid some of her darker tendencies in the real world to great effect, although here some of them have become rather unusual. She could be mistaken of course, but the woman didn't let it bother her, the soft smile still on her face. If anything, she didn't worry about it simply because she knew that if it came down to it, she would win any fight.
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She was a vicious thing when her temper was brought out.
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She didn't seem to argue when he moved from her this time - perhaps he was not even aware of such. After all, her back was facing the board at this point, so to see it he would have to move towards it. But she let him, after all she couldn't hold him forever. Even her arms would get tired after some time. Gently, she followed him, even as he seemed to peruse the quests with a practised eye. She just hummed, and swayed, watching him curiously. Perhaps she should learn to play the game more, so that she could be just as competent.
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He picked a quest, and spoke to her about it. She tilted her head as she was thinking, but then smiled at him kindly. ''Why yes, that seems to be a perfectly fitting quest!'' she declared. Her face seemed to light up with joy, even as she giggled at him. ''Yes, rescuing those poor dears is a definitely good idea. Now, Jack you sweet boy, will you guide me to these Hailstone Peaks? I'm afraid I know little of where anything is.'' she said. Her mind was made up and she was ready to go.
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To go on the quest with this little darling of course!
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