The Liquid Wallaby - Liquidation Sale! (Closed, new thread)

[Barboneia]

"I regret NOTHING!"

The locals promptly make him regret everything and the rest of his life is probably spent hearing that obnoxious HONHONHON laugh.

And Barboneia got pissed that TotallyNotEvilLand screwed over his favorite character and promptly started looking for ther adress so he could send an angry cat to attack them.

[Crumlark]

The odes are happy to be hummed about.

Looks for her and says hello possibly scaring her.

The odes infest everything in earshot, it's fast pace and energetic tune give the impression of a mad scramble for what is ahead. The odes start to sing in Drake's head.

Lauren doesn't notice until he is almost in pouncing distance. Noticing his shadow, she tenses up, but resists the urge to spin around. After what felt like an eternity to her, she calmed her muscles, and exercised this control by calmly checking her flanks. "Oh, hello."

Evi pops up behind him and nibbles on his ear. "I hope you don't mind, but Byron had a look at my interior. He needed a signal booster for his radio."

Caramehl, looks her over. "They're not strange enough to pass in Culdranthine."

Jet hesitates, as if his brain needed a moment to process this, before shaking his head in exaggerated annoyance. "I do mind, on both the counts of Byron using you like a scrap heap, and you using me like a... like we are in private." He seems otherwise occupied, but welcomed the distraction of getting into an altercation with the Culdranthine who raised him.

Lauren shrugged, and wormed her head (with no small amount of effort) into a small, elastic choker necklace with ornate, worthless gemstones. "How about now?" Her black-on-white dress was unassuming enough, aside from the intricate line patterns on it, looking more like the brain-child of a mathematician and an artist than proper clothing.

[Chaos Crescent]

Shrugs.

'That's nothing.'

Changes into a large silver wolf.

"Now I've seen it all..." Tyler says.

"So, umm... from the way you talk about Ira, is she.. yours?"

'That I really can't answer. Might've been a fling.'

Changes back to normal and shrugs.

Ira begins to awaken.

"Wha....where am I again?"

'A backwaters planet, Blue.'

The odes are happy to be hummed about.

Looks for her and says hello possibly scaring her.

The odes infest everything in earshot, it's fast pace and energetic tune give the impression of a mad scramble for what is ahead. The odes start to sing in Drake's head.

Lauren doesn't notice until he is almost in pouncing distance. Noticing his shadow, she tenses up, but resists the urge to spin around. After what felt like an eternity to her, she calmed her muscles, and exercised this control by calmly checking her flanks. "Oh, hello."

His head explodes.

Laughs then pounces on her cause her writer gave his the idea.

[Ava Ire]

Ira begins to awaken.

"Wha....where am I again?"

"Err... same place. Well, almost; about ten feet away from where you were."

"Oh".

She sits up. Ira feels a slightly damp mark on her cheek.
"What's this?..."

[Barboneia]

Dom was standing outside of the Wallaby, a cigar in his mouth. He just stared up at the sky.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

The locals promptly make him regret everything and the rest of his life is probably spent hearing that obnoxious HONHONHON laugh.

And Barboneia got pissed that TotallyNotEvilLand screwed over his favorite character and promptly started looking for ther adress so he could send an angry cat to attack them.

He's eventually let out because of some stupid loophole, but is sent a note by Adri stating that he is no longer surgeon general and that if he attempts any more murdering sprees she will personally cut his head off and use his skull as a drinking glass.

Jet hesitates, as if his brain needed a moment to process this, before shaking his head in exaggerated annoyance. "I do mind, on both the counts of Byron using you like a scrap heap, and you using me like a... like we are in private." He seems otherwise occupied, but welcomed the distraction of getting into an altercation with the Culdranthine who raised him.

Lauren shrugged, and wormed her head (with no small amount of effort) into a small, elastic choker necklace with ornate, worthless gemstones. "How about now?" Her black-on-white dress was unassuming enough, aside from the intricate line patterns on it, looking more like the brain-child of a mathematician and an artist than proper clothing.

She stuck her tongue out and pulled away. "Oh, the signal booster was built in. Calm down."

"No, no. You need to have a dress with hips so wide you look like a car! Get in the spirit, woman!"

[Crumlark]

His head explodes.

Laughs then pounces on her cause her writer gave his the idea.

He shall be mourned.

Her fragile act at internal peace was rather destroyed by that.

[Chaos Crescent]

His head explodes.

Laughs then pounces on her cause her writer gave his the idea.

He shall be mourned.

Her fragile act at internal peace was rather destroyed by that.

Yay.

He notices but goes ahead and gives her head a rub then backs off.

[Lost heros]

Dom was standing outside of the Wallaby, a cigar in his mouth. He just stared up at the sky.

A voice from above speaks, "You have forgotten who you are. Remember."

It's Lost.

[Barboneia]

Dom was standing outside of the Wallaby, a cigar in his mouth. He just stared up at the sky.

A voice from above speaks, "You have forgotten who you are. Remember."

It's Lost.

He looks surprised.
"Really? I thought I was Dom."

[Chaos Crescent]

A voice from above speaks, "You have forgotten who you are. Remember."

It's Lost.

He looks surprised.
"Really? I thought I was Dom."

A different voice. ~You are Sub.~

[Barboneia]

He looks surprised.
"Really? I thought I was Dom."

A different voice. ~You are Sub.~

"I am submissive, but I don't see how that has to do with anything."

[Ava Ire]

Dom was standing outside of the Wallaby, a cigar in his mouth. He just stared up at the sky.

Ava stands next to him.

[Lost heros]

A voice from above speaks, "You have forgotten who you are. Remember."

It's Lost.

He looks surprised.
"Really? I thought I was Dom."

"Nope. You're the seventh son of the seventh son! Destined to bring balance to the force, and destroy the ring in the fires from whence it came. Wait, I might be combining random allusions."

[Barboneia]

Dom was standing outside of the Wallaby, a cigar in his mouth. He just stared up at the sky.

Ava stands next to him.

He glances at her nervously.
"I'm hearing voices... Again.."

[Chaos Crescent]

"Err... same place. Well, almost; about ten feet away from where you were."

"Oh".

She sits up. Ira feels a slightly damp mark on her cheek.
"What's this?..."

'A kiss.'

A different voice. ~You are Sub.~

"I am submissive, but I don't see how that has to do with anything."

~Nothing at all just making sure you remembered.~

[Ava Ire]

Ava stands next to him.

He glances at her nervously.
"I'm hearing voices... Again.."

"Are you?"

She puts on her specter glasses.

---

"Oh".

She sits up. Ira feels a slightly damp mark on her cheek.
"What's this?..."

'A kiss.'

"I am submissive, but I don't see how that has to do with anything."

~Nothing at all just making sure you remembered.~

"Ah?! From whom?"

[Crumlark]

She stuck her tongue out and pulled away. "Oh, the signal booster was built in. Calm down."

"No, no. You need to have a dress with hips so wide you look like a car! Get in the spirit, woman!"

Jet, regardless of what Evi said, reached for a megaphone and not-so-politely requested Byron's presence.

Lauren looked at the mirror, content with how she looked. "I want to look dangerous... foreign." She looked at the tight fitting sleeves, smiling. "I want... act for something.

Yay.

He notices but goes ahead and gives her head a rub then backs off.

She begrudges him a smile, but shakes her mane in dissatisfaction. "You can be a bit too forward, you know?"

[Barboneia]

He glances at her nervously.
"I'm hearing voices... Again.."

"Are you?"

She puts on her specter glasses.

"Yes. But they've gone."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She stuck her tongue out and pulled away. "Oh, the signal booster was built in. Calm down."

"No, no. You need to have a dress with hips so wide you look like a car! Get in the spirit, woman!"

Jet, regardless of what Evi said, reached for a megaphone and not-so-politely requested Byron's presence.

Lauren looked at the mirror, content with how she looked. "I want to look dangerous... foreign." She looked at the tight fitting sleeves, smiling. "I want... act for something.

Byron walks over, adjusting his goggles with a sigh. "What is it, Veloz? I'm faffing about with the radio right now."

"... Well if you wanted to look dangerous I'm afraid that's a tall order." She taps her lightly on the head with a stick. "You're on four legs! What're you gonna do to mess someone up besides headbutting them in the dick?"

[Chaos Crescent]

"Ah?! From whom?"

'Don't know the name. I'd say me but I'd kissed you lips.'

Considers doing so but shrugs.

'But then you probably wouldn't want it.'

She begrudges him a smile, but shakes her mane in dissatisfaction. "You can be a bit too forward, you know?"

'Yes I know. But then it was only a rubbing and pouncing.'

[Lost heros]

"Are you?"

She puts on her specter glasses.

"Yes. But they've gone."

"Remember, who you are! Remember, who I am!"

[Barboneia]

"Yes. But they've gone."

"Remember, who you are! Remember, who I am!"

Dom covers his ears.
"Shut up!"

[Chaos Crescent]

"Yes. But they've gone."

"Remember, who you are! Remember, who I am!"

'Remember the fallen!'

[Lost heros]

"Remember, who you are! Remember, who I am!"

Dom covers his ears.
"Shut up!"

"Oh shit, he might actually be crazy."
Lost leaves the roof and heads outside. With a soft hand on Dom's back, he says, "Hey there big guy."