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Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Lumina would keep a close eye on Firenze since she couldn't fully trust him, at least he wouldn't backstab her but if she let her guard down he'd likely sprint off to find the armor and leave her in the dust. However for now they were both in agreement of the split, she would stay on her side and he would stay on his. But that now left some new challenges, and that was finding food and building a proper shelter. I can let my dead companions do that for me you know... and I'm not that sort of female you should know better. Lumina would hiss as she got up and lightly limped on her injured leg, her tail swiveling about as she started to reach into some nearby trees to pull off some leaves. In due time she'd make a good enough shelter once she got enough of these to build a comfy nest in between some of the rocks on her side. Just freaking great... she should have been preparing to celebrate with some fellow light dragons but instead she would have to be 'surviving' in this hellhole. It sucked even more since this should have been the year when she would be considered full grown and a full part of the light dragon society.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Ah yes, your 'dead companions', Firenze replied as he walked away, uncaring of the second part of her comment really. Lumina's attitude didn't matter that much either, but he was more than willing to talk it out with her. You say that, and yet you still have to rely on someone else to do your dirty work for you. And spirits, nonetheless, rather than actual beings. The disdain his tone was near palpable, his opinion on her necromatic abilities all too clear. You'd never see him resorting to such dirty tricks and underhanded tactics. But for the moment, that was all he did, and on his side of the beach, he went about preparing. Sticks went into the ground with the help of his tail, before the tips were ignited, providing makeshift torches that would serve to provide light and drive away a bit of the fog until he could get something more permanent set up. After that he went on to setting himself up a little nest, but nothing too fancy nor permanent, since he didn't plan on staying long. Just until this fog went away, and he could resume his search. Sure, it might not be up to the standards of the thief over there, but when he got started while she was still sleeping, she'd regret it. That done, he went to practicing, doing physical and elemental attacks in quick succession as he moved about his portion of the beach. He had to keep himself in top shape after all, especially if she wasn't lying about there being enemies about. A hero such as he would not be taken down so easily. So, until he got tired, or hungry, or the fog went away, he would spend the time doing this.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Spirits used to be like us you know... they were alive at some point and make quite some interesting conversation if you wish to strike one up with them. So don't call them as if they are lesser, in a few centuries you could be dead and no different from them. Lumina would hiss from her rocky shelter as she would leap out and decided to gather resources next, unlike him she was preparing to be here for a while. She didn't feel like telling him but something was in the fog, and she swore that she could hear some faint whispering in the distance. Something wasn't right on this island and so far all of her instincts were telling her to be cautious and beware of what else could be lurking in the fog. My ancestors respected the dead more than anyone else that's why some of us are gifted to see and summon spirits and the dead remember... Lumina would add as she walked to the beach and started to walk over some stones so that she could get to a deeper area where some fish could be seen. It wouldn't be a hard task to fish them out neither, using her narrow spear like tail tip to impale some decently sized fish on it. Here... you seem like you could use it. She would tell Firenze as she tossed him a fish with a bit of a scoff, as much as she hated him staying alive and together may prove to be useful if hell suddenly went loose.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Firenze rolled his eyes, uncaring of the distinction she tried to make that was ineffectual in changing his opinion in the slightest. Sadly, not all of us have the ability to speak to our ancestors, nor the will, he answered quickly from his side of the beach. And it doesn't change the fact that, unlike you, I don't need other people to do my work for me. It was something that he thought she hadn't adequately answered, which he took as a success for himself. She couldn't come up with an answer, so it was a victory as far as he concerned. With a disinterested eye, he watched Lumina go about her side of the beach, collecting supplies and doing boring things. Good for you, he yawned, unmoving. His determination in that this would not last long and he could be gone soon stood without contest. Sure, there was some chilling feeling about this place, but it was countered by the fire in his blood. He wouldn't accept anything less of the situation that he was in, refusing to think that anything could stop a hero as awesome as himself. I could have gotten one myself,' he countered as he grabbed the fish that was tossed to him. In spite of that grumble though, and the continuing grumbles, he didn't reject it either. Sitting down in his makeshift nest, he got to work eating, sharp fangs stripping away scale an skin, to eat the meat inside. It was raw, but that was just fine by him. He wasn't going to look the other way on a favor, and he needed to keep his strength up for the race in the future once the fog had vanished and they could begin their individual searches once more. Other than that, he fell silent and let it grow, ignoring Lumina in favor of his own plans. They were not friends, and he was not going to lose to her.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

The more she thought about the situation the more she felt like blaming Firenze, this was all his fault. No doubt he was the reason why they were both stuck here, if she had been on her own she would have consulted the spirits and never gotten in this mess. Besides she had gotten over him years ago, they may have been the best of friends in the past but as they aged things changed. He pursued the path of a hero and an explorer, loving the attention he got from his peers and teachers. She on the other hand left to explore the unknown and leave on a more spiritual journey much like her light kin did from time to time. However over the years she learned that her kind wasn't exactly liked, either considered cursed or just weird by most dragon standards. If anything they were on the same boat as black dragons, being seen in some bad light due to karma from ages past. Because of that she envied him a bit, fire dragons were loved everywhere. He took that for granted and she really disliked how that also lead to his huge ego that needed some serious breaking at some point. Teamwork and cooperation is the way to succeed... besides I'm not some hulking brute. Lumina would hiss from her shelter as she would curl up into a cocoon like mass as she used her wings and all. She was tired and injured and just wanted to sleep. However the jungle would remain silent yet restless throughout the night, the fog as thick as usual and an occasional strange sound coming from it. By the time they both would awaken they would find quite a strange sight, it appeared some new paths had sprung out overnight and a strange stone pillar now stood at the entrance of the jungle.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Firenze pointedly ignored the comment Lumina shot at him as he ate his fish, dismissing it as unnecessary, or simply out of habit at this point. He didn't need her help after all, and he'd been doing perfectly fine without her. A hero had to rely on themselves, to throw themselves into the jaws of danger, to stand where others couldn't. There was no room for teamwork there, when the hero had a responsibility to not recklessly put other lives in danger in a situation only he could handle. That was just how it worked. As things stood, he was confident he could have managed before she'd shown up. If he'd only had the time to read those writings that had been on the wall, he would have had some idea of what laid beyond, and could have been prepared. But no, she had to show up and try to get the jump on him. Go figure. The fish done, he hummed to himself as he curled up, head laying against the ground with tail wrapped around him, much more open than Lumina's cocoon, as he slept the night away. It was a pleasant rest, undisturbed, with heroic dreams, and he was lucky to not have to feel the bite of cold at night, a result of his nature as a fire dragon giving him an internal temperature to counter that sort of thing. It must have been terrible to be other dragons and have to deal with that, but he was glad that he didn't. When the morning came he was up bright and early, a result of the situation he was in that saw him not wanting to let Lumina get the jump on him. A yawn tore free as he shook his head, waking up, before he looked about, rising from his nest at the same time. On the plus side, the fog was gone, as was to be expected, but now it seemed they had some other problems. Hm, I don't remember these being here before, he said to himself in a low voice as he paced over to the stone pillar, looking it over for any useful information that would help in his search, before moving once more into the forest.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

As the night passed Lumina would wake up with a long yawn, stretching her back with a slight flinch at the pain from her leg. At least it was healed over now but she would still have a slight limp. Nothing that wouldn't heal over time but she disliked being slightly hindered in this unnerving place. And to make it worse she didn't like the idea of looking weak to Firenze, neither of her light kin were close to having the strength of a fire dragon. I wouldn't sneak off into the jungle if I were you... that pillar is a warning. She would tell Firenze as she approached the stone and walked around it a few times. Her eyes getting a slight blueish glow as she whispered some indistinguishable words. As expected he had been wanting to bolt off into this hellhole where the fog appeared to have shifted to another direction this time. As I feared... this is a giant maze... it changes every day thanks to magic and it will take both cunning and strength in order to not perish... like them. She would end while pointing her tail in one direction, the sight of a few phantoms were visible in the fog as they stared at them both and then vanished. Hopefully that would get through his skull, he couldn't just sneak off or risk becoming another ghost here.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Who said anything about sneaking, Firenze countered as he looked over at Lumina with her arrival. Damn, he'd been too slow. He'd hoped to get going before she awoke, but it seemed to be too late for that now. It would be back to a race then, to get into the jungle and find the relic, at least in his mind. Though he wasn't sure how much of a race it would be given the caution she was displaying at the moment. If she was like this, it was more likely that he'd gt in way ahead of her. He glanced over at the phantoms as well, but didn't look intimidated. Yeah, sure, he scoffed. Scare tactics like that aren't going to work on me. It might have been true, but it also seemed like that those phantoms had been created by her, to keep him on the beach, or to get them to work together so she could ride off of his effort and snag the relic once they had found it. He was not going to allow that to happen, and if she thought he would then she was a fool. And he was willing to make that known. I have cunning and strength. I've made it this far after all, so I'm sure I can manage whatever else is out there. That said, he flipped his tail, turned on his hind legs and walked off into the jungle. She could feel free to come after him or not, he was going to go find that relic and then get out of here. For all the tricks currently present, it couldn't be that hard compared to some of the things he had faced before. And besides, he was the hero. He was sure it would all work itself out as a result. So let her huddle in fear on the beach if she wanted. He had a relic to find, and a race to win.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Lumina would continue to sigh at his stubbornness, how did he even become so foolish. Back in the days when they were young he would have always listened to her warnings or concerns. He had been such a nicer dragon back then... but it appeared that fame was enough to ruin all of that and bring their friendship to an end rather abruptly. But for now she had some other concerns, her life might be on the line as well if even the smallest thing got out of her claws. Sure you do... I'm sure you would love being my next phantom friend when you fall dead... She would say with a slight chuckle as she tried to lighten up the mood in her own way. She was pretty sure he'd just love that and would likely take some caution. If you will run off then at least be careful... I dislike seeing spirits who have lost their life far too early. She would add with a bit of concern as she looked at the trails and didn't like the feeling coming from the depths of the jungle. From the looks of it only one trail felt sort of safe and who knows where that lead to.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Lumina's attempt at alleviating the tension earned a roll of his eyes from Firenze. He doubted very much that she was simply looking out for his well being, and he had no intention of becoming one of her spirit guardians or whatever. If he died, he wanted to rest happily in the afterlife, not stuck helping her sorry hide. So if she somehow managed to bring him back, then he would not be amused. It was enough of a notion for him to consider whether her spirits could attack her, and how she would deal with that. Fortunately, he wouldn't have to wonder about the answer to that just now. Don't hold your breath, he replied as he headed off of the beach and into the forest. I'm not so easily killed. He'd come this far after all, and while this island might be dangerous, he would not be swayed. Victory and fame could only be achieved through risk, and it was that risk that would prove his status when he overcame it. That was the role of the hero, to beat the odds and gain victory. That was what it meant, and that he would do. Leaving the beach behind, he found himself engulfed in trees once more, as the jungle returned. With a quick look, he chose the path that seemed most likely and set off down it, uncaring as to whether it was the right way or not. It was his best guess, and until it proved to be the wrong one he would follow it without regrets. There wasn't much else to do, and he would not look weak before Lumina. So, heedless of the danger, on Firenze went, feet padding down the dirt path.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Lumina would just sit down on the beach and watch him go into the jungle. As much as she was tempted to find that treasure fist she had no intention to have her head chopped off by some unknown entity... And she could really feel the strange almost magical presence coming from the fog. ---- As he continued down the path the fog would begin to act up again, this time the occasional whisper would reach his ears. What the hell even was this place? But unlike last time he'd actually find some old ruins, various pillars poking out of the ground here and there. But the thing that stood out the most were the fallen remains of possible explorers here and there. Some were dragon others were mythical creatures of similar intelligence. But no matter how well prepared either of them had been the proof was here and they had all perished. To make it worse he appeared to be being followed by someone, a white slender figure... was it a certain dragoness he hated? However as it got closer it soon became clear this was some sort of dark beast or demon. It wasn't lumina... and it was getting closer. Sorry for the wait first Hiatus here and getting back to the swing of things 0-0
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Firenze continued along confidently as the fog began to stir around him. He did hear the odd whisper, which caused him to tilt his head, but it did not cause him to turn back. He could handle whatever some silly fog threw at him, since it was obviously just trying to spook him. And he wouldn't be daunted by that sort of thing. That would be tantamount to admitting that Lumina was right, and there was no way he would do that, if he could help it. And he couldn't help but grin as his confidence was rewarded, causing him to sprint forward as he entered the ruins. One step closer to winning this little race of theirs indeed. She'd regret not coming with him. His gaze turned to the ruins and the remnants of this civilization, looking for some sign, some clue as to where the armor was. He did spare a glance at the fallen adventurers, but that did not deter him. They had failed, but he would not do the same. He made a mental note to search them for anything useful later, but for now moved on. Glancing back, he noted the figure approaching, earning a growl. 'Back off Lumina, he called. This is my find, you hear? She didn't back off though, and it rapidly became apparent that it wasn't Lumina. Instead it was some white figure, which was why he had made the mistake in the first place. He turned about then to face the thing where he was inside the ruins. He dropped a bit, baring his teeth as he prepared ti fight, tail whipping side to side. He was not going to let something like this get him. C'mon, try me, he called. I'm ready for you. This thing wanted to tussle with ha hero? Well, he'd oblige it.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

The shapeshifting wraith would hiss as it took to the air, some phantom like tendrils bursting from it's back as it did. It appeared this thing had been expecting him as it grinned and started to swipe the sharp and dangerous tendrils about. Meanwhile back at the beach Lumina would stare into the jungle, noticing a hidden path that was nearly covered up by all the ferns. After a while she would decide to walk down this hidden path, keeping an ear out to listen to the occasional ghostly advice. This would go on for a while till she found an opening in a small clearing with a few ruins and something shiny under a little bit of rubble... --- A few minutes later and back at the beach. Aha... I got this before ember for brains did... whatever this is. She said proudly as she played around with the strange golden object in her claws. She wasn't sure what it was or what it did but she had found it before her foe and rival and that's all that counted. Perhaps she would miss out on the normal festivities tonight but it wouldn't be in vain... or so she though. Little did the light dragon know that this would be the first time she would have to deal with a certain... rather annoying itch.
Thread: Trapped treasure hunters [Azecreth & White-wolf]

Firenze's gaze flew upwards as the thing took to the air, hissing and generally indicating that it was indisputably hostile. Well, he wasn't entirely surprised, since a place like this would generally have some monsters and other critters on it that didn't know who they were messing with. It wouldn't be a problem for him, that much he was sure. This thing was just suicidally stupid from not knowing whom it was that it was dealing with. Well, it would learn it's lesson soon enough. That's it, come at me then, he taunted as he shifted to face it, dodging with spurts of speed and leaps into the air with his wings to dodge the tendrils. He had a feeling that getting hit would not be pleasant. Still, he might have to expect to get hit a bit as he learned how this thing fought. In turn he lashed out, scratching with his claws before flame welled in his throat, bursting out at the Wraith. There was nothing here that a little fire couldn't solve, given what he knew of these types of enemies. This thing would regret fighting him, that much was for sure. The hero would not fall so easily.
Thread: black butler :D group interest?

What's this, Cluedo massacre edition?
Thread: black butler :D group interest?

It doesn't have to be revenge for murder it can be something totally different if you really want. I'll be making the character profile page of I can get enough...
Thread: black butler :D group interest?

Update post .
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

Shawn sat in his apartment.Usually,he'd hit the clubs at night,but tonight,it just didn't sound appealing.He drummed his fingers on the leather sofa as he thought.Just then,he remembered a friend telling him about the fun he'd had with a straight guy. Shawn's friend had found a young man who was gay for pay.Now, that was appealing.The whole concept just intrigued him. Shawn grabbed his laptop,booted it up,and began his search.He wanted a feminine-looking guy who also had an attitude.It was so boring to be with guys who were all shy and just laid there and took it. He's perfect. He said as he found a picture and description of one particular young man.
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

Bradley ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down as he read all the bills he had to pay. Shit... he cursed and dropped the papers on the table, leaning back in the couch. He was thinking how he made a worst decision in his whole life. He originally came from a small town, but he left his family and moved to the big city, hoping for a 'better' life. But he was young and stupid. Of course that it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. He was working as a waiter in a local coffee house, but sometimes he would do something called 'gay for pay'. He was straight, but women just weren't interested in giving money for sex. So he had to do it with guys. He didn't mind it that much, to be honest. Shaking off the thoughts, he reached over and grabbed his phone as it started ringing. He saw an unknown phone number. Hello? He answered.
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

Hello there. Shawn said.This kid even sounded sexy. I found your page,and I'd like meet you. He made a comfortable living as the owner of his own advertising company.And as such,he had the most luxurious apartment money could buy. The thought of having sex with this guy turned him on in and of itself.He had a mini bar stocked with pretty much everything imaginable. Shawn stood up to grab a beer.He opened it,and took a drink. How does 100,000 sound? To him,that kind of money was pocket change.
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

Bradley couldn't help but roll his eyes. Of course, he should have known somebody was calling him for sex since it was an unknown number. He was up for it, since he had nothing else to do anyway. As soon as the other male offered the price, Bradley sat up. Woah. 100,000? He wasn't expecting that much. But he calmed himself down, not wanting to sound that desperate. But 100,000 was really a lot. Smirking, Bradkey replied casually, Um, yeah. That's good enough. Where do you want to meet and where?
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

How about my place at 630? Shawn said.That would give him some time to grab a shower.This was going to be the most exciting thing he'd done in quite a while. He made his way to his bedroom to pick out a fresh pair of clothes.He chose a form fitting top,and leather pants.
Thread: ...But I'm straight  (_Blondie_ and I)

Yeah, sure. Send me a text with your address. I'll be there at 630. Bradley replied and then hung up. Wow. He still couldn't believe he was going to earn 100,000 just like that. He stood up and went to his room to find something decent looking to wear. Not that he cared. His clothes will end up on the floor anyway.