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Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

I see was all he said to say he was one of few words would be a fairly accurate description Uh..... Alex replied what kind of question was that? He looked at the food, clearly recognizing at as edible but at the same time, appearing to be unsure about what to do with it. It was as if his coma-like period of slumber had completely erased his self-awareness, preserving only basic speech capability and knowledge, like the use of utensils. However, the truth was he just wasn't hungry It's not that I don't want it.....I thank you for going through the trouble of making this was his next statement he was blissfully unaware of how slow he might be perceived by others. He set the tray of food back down on the table, as it seemed it he wouldn't be eating it just yet. He then looked back at Blair as she suggested asking around to help get his memory back. Yes.........But, didn't you say no one knows who I am? Alex then replied, not really sure how that would help. If no one knew who he was, how would they know how to get his memories back? What if he had no memories to begin with? Well, that wouldn't make any sense his being out in the desert would implicitly suggest he would have memories.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

It shouldn't matter if the person knows you or not, Blair shrugged, I mean, there should be at least one person around here who knows something about how to recover lost memories... I'm not bad at magic myself, but I'm not into all that mind stuff. I just stick with making stuff float and blowing stuff up. Its nice and simple that way. She began to consider how amusing it would be to see a man in a lab coat swinging a coin tied to the end of a piece of string in front of Alex's face, bending his will and making him become his loyal slave using his skill in hypnosis. Blair really didn't know anything about the validity of such techniques, but it tickled her to consider the possibility of it working. Even if it didn't work on normal humans, this man seemed gullible and slow enough to fall for hypnosis even if other people were immune to such weak suggestions. In fact, Blair felt confident that she would be able to manipulate the man to do just about anything if she wanted to. Thankfully, however, she wasn't that sort of person. Come on, Blair reached out and took his hand, forgetting about the breakfast for the time being, Lets go! It will be fun, too... Its been a while since someone's gone shopping with me.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Alex still didn't really understand how someone could retrieve a memory if they didn't know who he was however, she seemed to know more about this sort of thing so he would follow Blair's lead. Alright.....I'll trust your judgment he replied in truth it was all he could do. Right now he was extremely vulnerable, both physically even if his body structure suggested otherwise and mentally. He should be so lucky Blair wasn't the type to take advantage of people, as she could have do things that others would most certainly frown upon. Alex was completely unknowing of her devious thoughts, even if she took no action to make them a reality. However, those thoughts were cut off as his was grabbed, telling him to follow her and commenting about how much time it had been since someone went 'shopping' with her. Shopping? What do you do with this 'shopping'? he then asked, honestly having no idea what the act entailed. Thankfully, this would likely stop them before she dragged him outside naked he was still in his birthday suit from Blair's medical treatment of his unconscious body, having no self-awareness to the fact that it was a social taboo to go outside unclothed. Even if there were a few that might enjoy the 'uncensored' view.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

You buy stuff, of course, Blair replied with a giggle, pulling out a simple coat and pants from one of the drawers in the dresser, Haven't you ever bought something before? You sure are a strange fellow. She held up the clothes and waved her hand in the air, citing her usual incantation and magically re-sizing them to fit Alex so he wouldn't have to wander around town with her and draw undue attention. After all, the last thing she wanted for someone to take an interest in her new friend in the wrong sort of way. She helped dress him then led him toward the door, eager to show him around town. Say, would you like to head down to the market as well? A nice man there gives me free fish sometimes, Blair tugged on his arm with excitement, While we are out, we should stop by the academy as well. There are some really big wigs there that might know what to do in this sort of situation.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Alex could only blink as she told him that shopping implied buying things the real kicker, however, was when she asked him if he ever bought anything. He didn't even know what 'buying' things was, how could he know? Well...... he started to say but stopped when he noticed her taking articles of clothing from a nearby storage.....thing. Everything was so alien to him......words that didn't mean what they originally did, shopping, he was feeling a bit of information overload. Little did he realize that he was in for a real surprise once he got outside, and so was Blair she would see that he wasn't anything remotely close to stupid, more like...completely unfamiliar...with modern society. He watched as the clothing she picked out for him seemed to wrap itself around his body. He had to admit, seeing this was extremely unnerving however, once it was done, he found himself relatively comfortable. Little did he know he was borrowing the coat and pants of one of the most powerful figures around the thought didn't even get a chance to cross his mind not that it would have anyway as Blair once again started leading him like a dog on a leash, even if that wasn't her intent. Market? And a man gives you fish that aren't imprisoned? he said as she led him towards the door, misinterpreting her use of the word 'free' as he possessed no understanding of prices. What's a 'big wig'? Are they large people? he then asked it would become increasingly obvious to that he had no knowledge of idiomatic expressions or slang, only a literal understanding of English Lol, this should be interesting for her to deal with XD
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

A market... Its a place where people sell stuff like food and clothes, Blair sighed, not sure how much more of his lack of common knowledge she could take, And I didn't mean that sort of free. I meant he didn't charge me any money. You know what money is, right? She decided against even dipping into the subject of idiomatic expressions, as she figured it would only serve to confuse the poor man further if she tried to explain them to him. He would most likely just glean yet more strange misconceptions of her words anyway. Instead, she led him outside and made sure to lock the door behind them before heading out into the streets. It was a relatively peaceful day, with only a few others wandering the streets as the two made their way toward the before-mentioned marketplace. Taking a few turns, they soon arrived at a wide street lined with stalls and merchants presenting their wares. There were several produce stalls, a fishmonger, and a great number of other sellers who were busily bartering with the crowds which milled about from one stall to another. Many of the sellers recognized Blair and called out to her, but she merely waved tot hem as she passed by as she made her way toward the fishmonger. What will it be today, Blair? the plump yet friendly-looking man asked, Who's your friend? I don't think I've ever seen someone quite so large before. Oh, I just found him in the desert and took care of him for the past few days. I really don't know anything about him, the cat-woman replied with upfront honesty, Could I have a tuna?
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

I see....... Alex replied, missing the increased exasperation of her tone. Uh...... was his reply before she led him outside, making him forget about the subject altogether. He had to shelter his eyes as he went into the streets the sun shone brightly on everything, revealing to the strange man the city she brought him to. He was astounded what was this place? Tall buildings lined the streets, crowds of people traveled past, talking on strange little squares they held up to their ears. Alex thought those people were crazy were they listening to their own voice, basically talking to themselves? Who does that? As they traveled to their first destination, Alex also saw that there were other buildings that had see-through glass. People were inside of these places, some appearing to be deep in thought while others sat with people they obviously were familiar with and talked. Once they reached the market, it became a bit more chaotic. The place was full of people, browsing what appeared to be displays of goods food mostly, but some sold other things Alex couldn't readily identify. Is this what 'shopping' was? Looking over items and trying to decide what it is you desired? However, he was soon greeted with a strange scent he turned his head to see a canopy of sorts blocking his view. Leaning down a bit, he could see Blair talking with a man while browsing over a selection of fish. Some were big, some were small and they all rested on a bed of ice Alex guessed it was to stop them from spoiling. Then he heard her ask for a tuna that must be one type of fish. The portly man smiled, Sure. He then took a rather sizable bluefin and after punching in some numbers, placed it on the scale to weigh it. That'll be three-hundred and sixty dollars he then said. He'd given Blair freebies before, and he was happy to do so, but with the price of tuna going up, he was becoming less and less willing to continue the little charity event. He had to turn a profit after all, else his stand wouldn't make it. Dollars? Is this the 'money' you mentioned, Blair? Alex then asked the fish man sweat-dropped, asking Blair herself, Is he.....alright?
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Y-yeah, I think he was out in the desert so long that the heat got to his head, if you know what I mean, Blair counted out some bills from her purse and cringed when she realized how much of it was going toward that single fish. She would have to cut back on her spending for the week if she wanted to buy herself much else until she procured more funds. Mhm, Dollars, simoleons, mula, clams, yen, Blair decided to give him a wide range of slang words mixed in with the names of actual currency, Its all money. Its just something everyone puts value in for one reason or another... I know, its such a pain, isn't it?
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Someone else familiar with 'simoleon'. I never thought I would see that word used, ever color me impressed The fish-stand owner shook his head, Poor soul the desert is a harsh and unforgiving mistress. He then looked at Alex and smiled, adding, Well, don't you worry, good sir you're in good hands with Blair. But, upon seeing Blair's cringing at how expensive it was, he decided to cut her a break. After all, her periodic visits to his stand did wonders for bringing in customers. Tell you what, Blair I can't give it to you for free, but I'll give you a nice discount. A hundred dollars and it's yours. How's that? As he and Blair discussed the new price of the fish, Alex cocked his head as Blair listed off a small number of different words for money though the one that got him was 'clams'. He then stood back up, his head turned to one side and peering off into the distance as he tried to wrap his head around the concept. People traded clams for products? Why would someone name a shellfish after money? Or is it name money after shellfish? Either way, that doesn't make any sense at all he then said, not to anyone in particular, but more of a self-musing.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Really? I didn't think it was that uncommon... ---------------------------------------------------- Hm, I don't like hundreds, so I'll give you ninety-nine and a kiss on the cheek for good measure, Blair bent forward and gave him the pack in advance. She wasn't one to push her luck too far, but she knew well enough that he would not likely still insist on the one dollar extra. After all, the two of them had known each other for quite some time, and she had most likely drawn more net profit than he had lost in handouts. In either case, Blair procured one bluefin tuna and carefully packed it away before waving to the fishmonger and leading Alex along to the next stall of interest. It was highly likely that she had completely forgotten about the original purpose of the outing, as she was quite absorbed in her shopping.
Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

Well, where I'm from, slang is usually of the 'rap' variety, especially when it comes to money. Paper, scrilla, and the most popular, All that green. Fkin' annoying dodgy You don't see any of the 'classy' slang around here. To me, that's the coolest kind, lol That seems like a fair deal. You've got yourself a fish the fishmonger replied as he wrapped the fish in brown paper and gave it to her, happily accepting the little peck. With that bit of business concluded, Blair was soon leading the giant away from the stand the portly man merely thought to himself She's going to need a lot of patience to deal with that one As they traversed from stand to stand, Alex was quite intrigued about everything. He'd never seen anything like this well, he didn't remember seeing anything like this, but that was no fault of his own. The items that each stand possessed intrigued him enough to where questions were limited it was as if he were a new-born child, exploring the world around him by touching. A small number of stands didn't appreciate his over-inquisitive nature and even told him to go bother someone else on a few occasions, some more rudely than others. But Alex didn't catch the inflections, only the words themselves, and bade them good day. Their shopping trip continued uneventfully, Alex seeming to have forgotten the original purpose of coming out here as well. He then had a question pop through his head and asked Um...Blair? This place is so large. All these buildings, all these people, all these things. Where are we exactly?
Thread: making a "reply" thread for something on storytelling

Would this be the right place to set up a reply thread for something i'm writing on another forum ...i kinda like to set one up so i don't get replies about what i'm writing interspersed with the stuff i'm writing.
Thread: making a "reply" thread for something on storytelling

Well, if you post something in Storytelling... you very well might get them as that happens and is the point of it. Same thing will happen if you post it here, probably more so. You can try requesting that people not post over in Storytelling and direct them here with a link. But it won't guarantee that they'll listen. I say give it a try and see what happens. Can't hurt.
Thread: How do I delete my account?

I haven't used this account for a long time and I forgot it was here. Seeing as how I don't use it anymore, I'd like to delete it, but can't figure out how, or if it's even possible. Any help would be appreciated, thank you.
Thread: How do I delete my account?

PM me, please.
Thread: Deception and Lies ( Ava & Thomas )

It had been a bit of a rough day. The voyage was not a good one and the smell of death seemed to hang faintly in the air, almost everywhere she went. Long raven ringlets freely cascaded about her shoulders and stopped at the middle of her back. Emerald eyes gazed at the doorway to her final destination. Black boots clicked upon the cement and then to the linoleum floor of the rust bucket of a bar she was told to be. Soft pink lips pursed at the smell of vomit, smoke, urine, and alcohol. A cocktail of scents she would much rather have avoided. Black low cut denim jeans showed off her sexy legs and the healthy figure she held onto for forever. A red tank top that stopped just above her naval and hugged her bountiful bosoms safely against her chest. A jacket was tossed over her shoulder as the emerald eyed female sauntered over to the bar. Ignoring all the glances and whistles thrown her way. Animals. She whispered to herself as she ordered a bloody mary. Not a coincidence. A partner was not something she really looked forward to, but apparently it was necessary. Eola could only hope that he wasn't a pompous pig. That was all she asked. Her drink arrived in a beer glass. Classy. A long sigh escaped her lips as a male approached her from behind a boldly place a hand upon her bare stomach. Suttly she place her own soft hand upon his and grabbed his pinky finger in a way that threatened to snap it in two if her didn't remove his filthy digits from her flesh. No words need be exchanged or wasted upon the man. A few curse words directed at her directing and a few snide remarks and the male retreating somewhere beyond her vision. Not like she cared. Although she probably should have made sure that he wasn't her partner. She shrugged her shoulders. Stirring the glass before her without taking a single sip. It was just something cold to hold in her hands as she waited. What she craved right now was a 'real' drink, but that could wait. Duty first, fun.... what fun? Eola Avenicci couldn't lie to herself, she loved this job. Or so she thought. She always over thought things. Spend to much time in her own head and not enough time talking to others. Not too much of a social butterfly. No need to be a butterfly when you were hunting down ferals.
Thread: Deception and Lies ( Ava & Thomas )

Thomas walked into the place easily. He was tall 6' 8, but lean and firm he'd obviously spent a life time in fights, going for speed and strength over the classic steroid fueled muscles. He had white blond hair brushed and slicked back, with his hair in an asian style braid it went to his upper back. He wore a white ankle length leather duster. Heavy leather cowboy boots, a well worn pair of wranglers. Looped around the left side of his waist was a heavy rope she'd feel the holy energy radiating off of it. o doubt capable of burning a vampire's skin clean off depending on the age a trap and useful, it showed he wasn't some fool who tried to charge a problem head on. His skin was pale, a bit too pale for a normal human, but his pulse was strong. His left eye had a four thin scars down it, and was a very light blue, however his right was a very dark blue. Four guns visible on his person, a well hidden sawed off shotgun hidden in his coat, and two revolvers, one under his left arm pit was a SW 500 magnum, the one on his right hip a colt single action army. On his back a Henry buffalo rifle, all of them heavily customized, again the holy energy would be almost sickening, however the flavor wasn't of any mere christian religion. An older, and far more powerful religion, that of the Wiccans, the man could turn the very earth into a weapon if the need arose. On each hand was a black leather glove, with the symbol for their goddess on each knuckle. A Nodaichi was visible as he drew closer, but so well hidden no human would see it. The final piece, and what some would say was the most stand out of what this man wore, was a black fedora, with an Ace of hearts card resting in the center a bullet hole dead center in the heart. Sitting down next to her, he tossed a heavy silver badge down on the bar, a badge of The Darkwatch, a group that hunted vampires, demons spirits, anything that wasn't supposed to exist. After the kingdoms had formed they had started to leave Law abiding vampires alone. Picking the badge up, the hunter said, Sorry if I'm wearing any friends of yours. He moved lightly revealing the dark green button up shirt. Around his neck a chain necklace with vampire fangs. he wondered briefly if she'd be able to do the trick about telling whose they were by smelling the old blood Four pairs belonged not to feral but older vampires human smugglers or arms dealers. It spoke of his skill that he'd beaten four vampires at least a hundred years old. Few men could claim such an honor and still be among the living. It also spoke of how serious the U.S. thought this threat was. Thomas offered her his hand, Officer Thomas Alexander Tiberious Hellsing, U.S.A. Sergeant of Arms for Dark Watch Program, I'd say pleasure to meet you, but considering what we may face I'd honestly rather be on a beach somewhere rather then wandering through a desert with possibly dozens of ferals hunting in them.
Thread: Deception and Lies ( Ava & Thomas )

She felt the tension mount in the room as someone walked into bar. Emerald eyes continued to remain fixed on the drink placed before her. The age old female didn't even have to look at the man to know a bit of his personality. You could tell a lot about a person by the way they entered a room. The effect he had on these people, he had a bit of a intimidating and a challenging effect. The badge that was placed upon the counter top only confirmed what she already new. His words confused her for a moment until she finally averted her eyes from the warming beverage and beheld the man who would be at her side, for who knows how long? He seemed a tad cocky. Then again, based off of his appearance, he looked as though he worked hard to earn that. The fangs of those who were elders was not the slightest bit offensive to her. Amusement tugged at the corner of her lips at the sight of her arsenal. He made her smile. She'll give him that. There his hand sat in introduction. Without hesitation her hand joined his in a humble shake. Eola Avenicci. No fancy titles. Just Eola. She did have a title, but the girl had gone through far too many to truly care about such an insignificant thing. For obvious reasons I prefer to stay away from beaches when their sunny. The glass was pushed away and she stood and rummaged through her back pocket and pulled out a pocket knife, a jolly rancher, and a five dollar bill. She placed the money on the table, despite not having drank any of it. This is certainly not meant to be a picnic. Monstres maudits. When angered the french seemed to come out of her for some reason. It was a habit of hers. One she saw no reason to kick. Eola was hungry and thusly craved someone dead. Oh yeah... she fed off of her own. No need to waste the blood of someone you were going to kill. Alas, if it was a feral... she could not partake of the mindless mongrels as there seemed to be some negative effects with doing so. She plucked the pocket knife from the bar and placed it back in her back pocket. It was not as intimidating as his guns, but she was an old fashioned girl... with a small Smith and Wesson tucked in the back of her boot. I'm ready when you are...Officer. She mocked slightly with an impish smile.