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Thread: Super Not so Girl (Yummy x Crazy Writer)

Super girl watched as Mason's body seemed to settle. This was a good thing although he would need to learn to listen to his body and have his body listen to his brain. Mason thanked Super girl. Your welcome Mason. Sometimes you have to do things that are bad for you but good for others. Listen let me take you back to my lab and do a more through check out of you. I think I feel up to flying both of us. Without waiting for an answer Super Girl picked him up and started to fly to her lab so she could check him over and see if anything else had changed. In particular she wanted to see whether his sex organs had morphed or not. Super girl knew that many of those from krypton had multiple sex organs. As they started to fly Super Girl said to Mason I an sure things will be okay but I need my lab to see what has happened to your blood. You are clearly more muscled so I wanted to see if s that is the only thing that has changed .
Thread: Super Not so Girl (Yummy x Crazy Writer)

Mason decided that what he had seen was probably best something never mentioned again, Super Girl had done what she'd had to in order to save him, so it was probably best to just leave it be. He doubted she wanted to be reminded of having to do that and he certainly didn't want to think about it too much either. Huh? Your lab? He had no idea Super Girl had a lab of her own, then again nobody really knew much about her at all besides the fact that she was a hero. He gasped when she picked him up, instinctively clinging to her, unaware that he was holding on a little more strongly than a regular human could do, though for Super Girl it would still be nothing, Mason's body was still adjusting and growing in strength after all. So far Mason's outward appearance was relatively unchanged with the exception of his muscles, but the changes inside of his body were still going on quite rapidly. Thank you Super Girl...and...sorry I got you involved in all of this He sighed softly and looked away, then blinked as he realised something. Wait...you know my name? She had called him Mason. But...how do you know my name? He didn't recall Dr Zane ever mentioning it, if the insane scientist had indeed been aware of his name at all, so how could Super Girl possibly know who he was? Wait, why do you want to see if anything else has changed besides my muscles...? What else are you expecting to have changed....?
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

Bumping. C'mon, it'll be fun.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

Fasten your seatbelts, it's gonna be a bumpy ride.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

I've had some interest, and some more would be awesome. Bumping this so hard.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

Now that the upgrade is over, I can bump with abandon once more.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

Aaaand time for the weekly-or-thereabouts bump.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

Not a whole lot to do on my day off, might as well bump.
Thread: Mostly f/f, with one lone m/f plot

It's been a week. Don't you think it's time we had a bump?
Thread: Okay once more with feeling! mxf

And day 2 making progress!
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Day three a bit late but still here
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Looking again
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And again
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Still need to rewrite this thing
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Still need to update this.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Rain poured down upon the fires that raged, the haunting screams seemed to ring through the gorge, her footfalls were heavy upon the stone. She stumbled and her hand reached out to steady herself leaving a thick bloody smear upon the rock, at sunrise her blood would forever stain the ancient stone. Her breath made heavy clouds through the air as she grit her teeth and forced herself to move, she had little time left before the sun rose, and in her condition she would not be able to fight off the change. The war had just begun, the humans called it the blood war. Sons killing fathers, dark magics rising from their caves to lick up the agony of the innocent, and creatures like her.... Well, she had simply drawn too much attention to herself. It was a primal urge, to protect. She couldnt stop herself when the tingling sound of a human being killed inside the cathedral stung her ears. What she found inside was something that she had never encountered before, it was a creature like her. Young, bloodthirsty, disfigured, and created with the darkest of intents. A battle clashing stone was fought. Athena had underestimated the beast, it was young and newly made, its stone had not been weathered like her own. It was the only thing in centuries to puncture her skin. She reduced it to rubble, her years of being this creature of enchanted stone had paid its dues, but not without out a cost. A loud screech in the air made her freeze and look up at the thick cloud covered skies. Theres more... she whispered with fear coating her words for once... a soft whisper snaked its way across her mind... May the gods have mercy on their souls... The castle was old, built for a lord with grand visions. But death had taken him before he could acquire a woman to bear his children when the war started. So it became forgotten by the world, well, almost. A small farming village now once again resided at the base of the hill, it had been one of the very few that had been remotely untouched by war. It was quiet, a marketplace, a grand fountain had been built to represent peace and safety. Small shops selling their wears a tavern the only think a glow at night, festivals ones in which people came to celebrate the fertile lands... it was pleasant. Children were often told stories about the creature that resided in the castle. Some even venturing up the hill to see for themselves only to be frightened by the black cat the lay next to the entryway, a stone statue its only company. Myths of a ghost residing in the tallest tower as a show could be seen crossing the window on a moonlit night. Even though the castle was old it never crumbled. Repairs were seen throughout the grounds, stones replaced, wooden beams polished, the arched windows grand and clear, the paintings pristine, and everything exactly as it had been the day that the Lord of the house passed, everything but the tower.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Thomas had been curious. This area looked...lived in. The story of the castle said no one ever lived here though. Perhaps a squatter? Maybe someone in the village knew. He had heard a few stories of the tower, and the fact that the light would come on during darker and stormier nights, so perhaps it was just someone looking for shelter. He glanced around and saw a lot of books, one of which he began to thumb through. Something he'd ask the priest about once he woke. He hadn't been prepared for what was to happen though... When she landed he looked confused, not making any hostile action. When he was shoved back he nearly fell, noting the absence of the bottle in his hand as he managed to stay on his feet. He pushed his feet out and got himself a wider stance his shoulders going out as he pushed his chest out, Excuse ME? he said angrily, You think to make demands of me in my own keep? he said hesitating, My keep. MY keep... MY KEEP, he said over and over before standing down. The man's body relaxed ever so slightly, his shoulders dropped and he kept his eyes on her, cold and dark. His large magical arm gave a faint blue glow as he made his way around her, circling the room. He made his way to her photos and glanced at them briefly, These paintings... I saw a few downstairs. They belong to you? Where did you buy them? he asked her, And before you get any ideas, I shall not treat you as a beast until you act as one, but if you do, I shall SLAY you like any other beast, as I understand the folk down in the village simply thought this room haunted, to me, it looks lived in, he said to her, I am to assume it is you who did this, no? So we shall have no problems unless you make them, he said to her before sticking out his fake hand, staying a ways back from her, I am not looking to shake hands, I am looking for my drink back, I do not mind sharing, but that was a special bottle I was told, he said. He waited a moment, and when she didn't make a move he sighed and let his hand go back down, I was told that this keep belonged to me, and I should lord over these people, to this end I have a friend with me, I do not know if he'll like your presence, but I do not mind it, I do not seek to disturb you and can keep you a secret if you so wish. There are no tales of dangers around here, I asked. No one missing late at night, no hunters... the only strange thing is that bandits tend to stay away, something they attribute to good luck, though I know such things aren't true. Meaning SOMEONE has to be stopping them, or scaring them off, he said to her, I do not wish to interupt a fellow warrior, he said, With what you are I suppose you are versed in spell as well as blade? he asked her carefully as he moved around the room a bit more, taking his eyes off her again.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Athenas green eyes widened slightly at what she has just done, she had acted upon her instinct. Something she had not done in ages, but something about her things, this place... She had never called a place her home before, not since her creation. His yelling stung her ears and if she had been simply a human she might have flinched. But she held her ground and let the visage of stubborn confidence mask her emotions. She felt his eyes upon her, but her own wondered to his glowing arm. Curiosity was felt in her gut as she urged to inspect it closer and determine how it was made. But she restrained. She scoffed softly before she could stop herself. I did not buy them... she felt slightly exposed with him here in her room. Looking at her things, at the important people, all so still alive in her mind but all were gone now thanks to the war. The gargoyle felt as if it was smartest to allow him his due and not move to cover the drawings. Slay me? What does he think he is a god? She felt her green eyes give a slight roll before she could stop them. Of course I protect the village, what am I? A mindless sheep? Again she did not voice these words knowing full well that she should not. Her fathers voice already in her head scolding her for even thinking such thoughts. He was the Lord, this was his castle. She was simply a guardian of secrets and treasures. Athena looked at his hand, cocking her head to the side to look at the intricate palm. Unbeknown to her that she was simply staring at it as he spoke of wanting the bottle back. She was running through known stories of a metal forged limb in her mind but she couldnt come up with anything. So... He is the rightful Lord of this land.... A friend? She gave a small hum of acknowledgement. And he is willing to keep my secret... what is the catch? She wondered. The gargoyle did not answer any of his questions, she simply watched him. Time was on her side after all, humans often got uncomfortable with her lack of quick answers. I am no warrior mlord. I am a guardian. Of this town, these people, these artifacts that you see... They are all the last of their kind. I am versed in many things, centuries of practice, my lord. A tone of respect was now in her voice that was not before, now she had reign over her emotions again. She took a tentative step forward and placed the bottle upon the desk, It is a special bottle, it was made before the war, saved from demons... I remember the night well. I will only stay if you desire me to, she spoke the words as much as it pained her to do so, she knelt slowly, I am but a guardian. She saw herself as more than a guardian and knew that she would stand up to him and remove him from this castle if he so much as dared harm a simple stone. She felt his heartbeat thought the floor, steady and firm.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Thomas nodded at her comment, Do not call me that, he said gruffly, I am no ones lord, no man should rule over another, I am but protector of this area. I settle disputes... a chieftan but nothing more, I plan on training others in this keep. Turning it into a ground where those might learn how to fight and protect themselves, he said to her, You are free to stay, I do not wish to chase anyone off. I have little need for these... he hesitated as he gestured out towards her objects, Belongings... he said carefully, Truth be told I am still learning the written word. It is a long and slow process, but I am catching on, he told her. Thomas looked up, No need for you to get hurt from here on out. IF you have any issues, you shall bring it up with me, he said to her, Or perhaps my companion, if you choose to meet him. I am this lands guardian now, you need not worry yourself, he said to her as he moved back towards her. He stopped a foot or so away, realizing how he had been almost a full foot taller than the woman, despite her wings and armor and even her horns. He tilted his head to the side, What are you? he asked her bluntly. He was close to her now. He wanted to reach out, touch her, figure out what she had been, if she was flesh or... something else. She knew a lot, it seemed, and could be a valuable asset. He didn't make a move to touch her but he did move over towards her blades. He glanced over them, putting a hand to his chin and stroking thoughtfully, Masterfully crafted, make them yourself? You seem to have many talents, he said, I dare not touch them, they seem enchanted, and those weapons tend to do things to my arm here, he said to her as he rolled the false arm. He sighed, I once saw Magic as a useless cowardly tool, but I've come to realize that you must utilize all manner of tools to defeat your enemies sometimes, he said to her. He turned back around and moved to a chair, moving it forward and experimentally sitting in it, making sure it would not break before relaxing. He watched her, I wish to know more about you, but I do not wish this to be a one sided exchange, you ask me a question, as I've asked many of you already, he said to her, We shall exchange questions till the sun comes up, he said to her as he gestured to the window, So... what do you wish to know of me? I have a feeling you're already somewhat informed of who I am, as you didn't seem terribly surprised when I came up here... he said to her.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Athena stood from her kneeling position as soon as he told her not to do so. Only nodding at his words about her staying and a spark of curiosity to see what to knew and if she could teach him the language. But she shook the thought away. His next words hit her slightly hard as he was basically saying that she was no longer needed. But her protests were quickly shoved away when she felt him move into closer proximity to her. Her wide green eyes snapping back to his in confusion of what he wanted from her. What am I? She had not been asked that question in a long while. I am a gargoyle. She stated back just as blunt, unwilling to elaborate on the details as he looked at her blades, the unwelcome twitch of protectiveness edging into the back of her mind yet again, No, my father did. You should not underestimate magic. She stated as she watched him move to the old chair and sit, his large form barely fitting upon the seat, making it look small. Athena found it slightly funny and felt a corner of her mouth move up. As soon as his many words stopped flowing from his lips she pounced upon the chance to ask of him what she wanted to know Your arm. What is it? Where did you get it? Who crafted it? What magic does it posses? Where are you from? Your marking look like a warriors that I used to know... a painful pang struck her heart but she hid it by taking the bottle in her hand and taking a drink, letting the lukewarm wine wash over her tongue before handing it to him, and leaning back upon her desk, What did you do to deserve such a status? And finally, Tell me your name.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Thomas had barely relaxed when he heard her blurt out question after question. Try as he might he could barely understand. He let her slow down after the flurry of questions and let out a loud sigh, By the hells you sure are an inquisitve type. You bookworms always are, he said to her, It reminds me of...' he stopped as if remembering this caused him pain and he sighed, shaking his head, They call me Thomas, the name they've given me, I'm from the Feltrack tribe from the mountains far north of here, he said to her, They sided the wrong way in the battle. They were mutated and became monsters, that is all there is to me, he said to her. He took a deep swig of the bottle and handed it back to her, smiling a bit, I believe you wished to know more about this? he said as he detatched the arm and sat it in his lap, It's a magical construct, from a golem destroyed in the final battle against the Dread Wizard, he said to her, I killed the bastards minions as my teamates finished the wizard. We didn't all make it out, but my friends... they purified this arm, treated it, gave it to me after I lost mine in the battle, he said, Of the six of us who went in, three survived, he said to her sadly as he looked out the window, I assume you came to be during that war, no? Most beings like you did, he said, Should I consider you as alive as my arm here, or are you more flesh than stone Ms.Gargoyle? he asked her. He turned the arm over a bit, pointing to some strange runes on it, Those were supposedly some form of horrid power source, he said, It had been powered by souls of those the beast killed, he said to her. He pointed to a few markings that had a slightly different glow than everything else, This is where they attuned it to the earth... it gathers power thanks to the elves,' he said to her, But I must attune it with nature, something that isn't too hard for me, he said to her, I adventure out into the forest, go feral for a while, I gather my weapon, a massive axe, and hunt for a day or so, he said to her with a smile and gleam to his eyes. He hesitated for a moment then handed the whole arm to her, the massive scarred and ruined stump looked very good despite the severity of the injury, the magics used seemed to be of the best quality.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Thomas. She tested it upon her lips, letting her need to know what kind of strength was needed to turn ones back upon his people. She touched the lip of the bottle with her fingertip, as she watched with morbid curiosity as his arm detached. Athena snorted and for once a rare burst of anger sprang to the surface I was NOT made by this, from-from this-this-this horrible war, I am not made from dark magic! I was made out of the need for knowledge and curiosity! Unlike your arm I do not, do not, have a need to kill! I killed things like me, made from dark cursed stone! I have lived countless lives before you and protected far more than you have! Athena simply looked at the arm in her hands and set it onto the desk as if it burned her hands to hold it, even though the markings upon the arms by the elves looked shockingly similar to the ones that were carved and scared into each of her legs. Athena knew why the sudden outburst he had told her that he was now the protector of this area and it stung. I was hear long before you were born and I will be here long after you die! Just so you know! I am not some beast that you can slay! Do you understand?!? She had to get it out of her head, had to say those things. Being as old as she was she was still a child in many ways, emotions escaped her and many were running through her head, true they were a little slow to the party but it happened, her mind as sharp as it was still had trouble processing the emotions it felt.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Thomas took her outburst well, allowing her to view his arm. He let her get her anger out and he nodded, I meant no insult, I am ignorant of you and your kind. The only ones I have fought are much different from you. Beastial angry things. I never meant to imply you were rought of the same stone, we are alike in that manner. My markings, my scars and tattoos mark me as a man who betrayed all of mankind in the pursuit of power, he said to her, And yet that is not me, he said to her as he motioned to the ritualistic scaring on his still good arm. He stood and stepped towards the swords on the wall and looked at them again as she looked over his arm. In one swift and violent motion he grabbed as word from the table and lunged towards her, planting it deep into the desk right before her and grabbing her head, forcing it down next to the blade on the table, but not quite forcing her head to hit the table, her neck inches from the blade and his metal arm. His eyes were burning with a fire, I do not wish for you to think me weak though, he hissed at her, I won't be made a fool of nor will I take disrespect from anyone no matter the circumstance of there birth or there age. You may be older than I but that doesn't make you any more knowledgeable or powerful. Every person has knowledge that is known only to them, and every person can learn from someone else, to think otherwise is folly, he said to her as he let her go. He paused a moment before sighing, I let my anger get the better of me, I need sleep, he said to her. He stepped back, I see I've upset you as much you have I, therefore I shall make my leave,' he said to her as he grabbed the bottle of wine, finishing it off before setting the bottle back down, Keep the arm for the night, I shall retrieve it in the morning, he said to her as he turned and made his way back to the door. He hesitated and lifted it with his good hand, placing it back where it belonged, I'll fix this in the morning, I shall have a crafts person fix it and replace the lock, he said to her, I look forward to seeing you again Gargoyle, maybe next time you will not be hasty and maybe I'll even learn your name, he said as he put the door where it belonged and descended the steps, back down into the main hall where his friend had passed out. HE made his way to a chest full of old furs and opened it, throwing them about against a wall before laying upon them and passing out quickly.
Thread: Castle on the Hill {Kay & Local}

Athenas day passed in her realm uneventfully, her mind had conjured a raft in the middle of a wide river and she was simply laying back while the river flowed and carried her down its endless length. Her golden wings out on either side of her trailing in the water. Humming a song she had once learned from a trope of performing gypsies. Normally, Athena rested at the main entrance to the castle but she had chosen to rest in her tower as to not intrude upon the busy day that lie ahead. Either way that was far too many people. She felt the sun setting, like an internal clock inside of her body. But she did not allow herself to change, perhaps she should just spend the next twenty years in here. She had done it before, fifty years was the longest amount of time so far..... But Lady Nerva was right. So she sighed and knelt upon the raft and let her form begin to change. Fingers, hands, the tips of her hair, all giving way to life. The dull colored stone smoothing out to skin and the pendant glowing a soft shade of purple... It was a process. One that not many witnessed. Thump. Gasp! Her breath sharp as her lungs filled, feathers ruffled, and eyes blinked. She stood with sword in hand, slowly, and looked upon the lord of the house yet again. Is your presence here in my room going to be a common occurrence? Or were you just coming up here to enjoy the show? She asked as she folded her wings behind her and they began to fold into her skin, she winced as she noted the bottle of wine and picked it up. The bottle made a pleasant pop and it was met by her lips not long after. It was one of the very few human concoctions that she enjoyed.