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There is a flame. You can see it out of the corner of your eye... a gentle wisp of light coming from the room nearest on your right. The flame dances, twisting and growing in a most beautiful way. You want to get a closer look at it. So far on your journey through jadefrolicss house, the Aishas you've met have been a welcoming, friendly bunch. Will it be the same here? Somehow you don't think so. Taking your chances, you crack the heavy stone door open more, exposing the full interior of the room. It is dark. All you can see is that flame in the center of the room, though it doesn't even shed light on anything around it. Even in the blackness you sense that there is someone here with you.. that you are not alone despite the silence enveloping you. Being an immensely rude person, you creep your way to the light switch and flick it on, jumping involuntarily at the sound of the 'click'. Light spreads across the room. A low, creepy light that somehow manages to catch the scariest bits of dust and shadows in full glory. You focus your attention on the flame once more, and this time you see that there are two beings sitting around it. A halloween Aisha and a mutant Kadoatie. But what are they doing...? You crane your neck for a better view; they don't see you. It looks like the Aisha is holdi-- OH GROSS! He's roasting a Chia on his pitchfork, the lunatic! You inhale sharply, causing both the pets to look at you.. |
The pet on the right-- the halloween Aisha that looks like he's had one too many prunes in his diet-- stands up quickly, eyes you from head to toe (paw, stump, etc.) and coughs. He obviously wasn't expecting company. You begin to sweat. After a moment or two of awkward silence you realize he certainly isn't planning on saying anything.. it's all up to you. But what could you possibly say to explain your sudden intrusion into the room of these pets?
gameboy_gurl: Uhhh... I was looking for the bathroom? Crap. Somehow, the look this strange aisha gives you tells you that he doesn't quite believe your story. Frightened, you quickly resort to lowering your eyes and rubbing your foot in the dirt, avoiding his penetrating glare. Then, he speaks.
Krashark: Oh, as if I haven't heard that one 56 times today already. Who do you think you're kidding, you worthless glutton? Just sit down *he points to a rock chair to your left* and let's get this over with. Get what over with? you wonder nervously, but you keep quiet because someone that calls you a worthless glutton probably isn't of the nicest sort.
Krashark: My tour. You jump a bit, surprised by the answer to your silent question, and nod. Hopefully it won't be too painful...
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 | *Krashark sighs then and whistles for Texas, a small Mutant Kadoatie, to jump onto his lap. He strokes the cat as he continues* As you can probably guess.. I spend most of my time alone. In this time I do many things..such as hunting down Chias to make them scream, reading, bashing morons' heads in in the Battledome, and hiding from this disgusting Legion of Fangirls that seems to have an obsession with people that despise them. *Brandishes his trident threateningly* I advise that you DON'T join these freaks.. Yeah, that's about it. |
 | [PEONKO] Peonko. Sounds like 'peon', doesn't it? She is a stalking little wench, always spying and trying to catch me off guard. And she's always moody.. raging hormonal females. I will vomit. I also believe Texas is gaining a liking to her wretched pet, Fluffy. FLUFFY. I could pull a better name out of my *your computer screen flickers a bit so you never get to find out from where Krashark could pull a better name* |
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