The Liquid Wallaby - Midnight in Melanthine (Transition!)

[Barboneia]

"Water is for people who need to be hydrated! Sangria is for people who are depressed and are trying to mask it by drinking a happy drink."
His eye twitches slightly.

"Well, you could be significantly more depressed if you had an obnoxious Culdranth blogger try to kiss-ass constantl- Aw, fuck." She ducks under the bar as the red-haired Culdranth from yesterday walks inside, now glaring at Saren.

Saren is horribly confused by her hair color. "Did you walk into a dead zone or something? How did you even get your hair like that?"

She twitches in annoyance and walks up to the end of the bar. "... Where's the bartender?"

Armund looks at her.
"Uh... No idea! I could look for her, if you want. It'd be my privilege."
Armund doesn't seem to realize what he just said.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Armund looks at her.
"Uh... No idea! I could look for her, if you want. It'd be my privilege."
Armund doesn't seem to realize what he just said.

It was as if millions of triggers were suddenly pulled, and were suddenly screaming. I fear something terrible has happened.

"You male cis-scumbag! How dare you!" She shrieks, picking up her phone and taking a picture of him. "This is going on my blog, you bastard!"

Crysal twitches and very, very slowly looks over at her. "I've never wanted to punt a Culdranth before, but now the temptation is overwhelming."

[Barboneia]

Armund looks at her.
"Uh... No idea! I could look for her, if you want. It'd be my privilege."
Armund doesn't seem to realize what he just said.

It was as if millions of triggers were suddenly pulled, and were suddenly screaming. I fear something terrible has happened.

"You male cis-scumbag! How dare you!" She shrieks, picking up her phone and taking a picture of him. "This is going on my blog, you bastard!"

Crysal twitches and very, very slowly looks over at her. "I've never wanted to punt a Culdranth before, but now the temptation is overwhelming."

Armund looks confused, and pushes up his glasses.
"W-What?"
He glances over at Crysal.
"What did I do?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

It was as if millions of triggers were suddenly pulled, and were suddenly screaming. I fear something terrible has happened.

"You male cis-scumbag! How dare you!" She shrieks, picking up her phone and taking a picture of him. "This is going on my blog, you bastard!"

Crysal twitches and very, very slowly looks over at her. "I've never wanted to punt a Culdranth before, but now the temptation is overwhelming."

Armund looks confused, and pushes up his glasses.
"W-What?"
He glances over at Crysal.
"What did I do?"

"Trying to help me! You fucking patriachial scum!" She storms outside, infuriated.

Crysal prepares to kick her in the head but is interrupted by Saren skittering past. She sighs and looks over at Armund. "I ran into all sorts of these types last time I visited the United States. Well-off people with no real problems looking for things to bitch at."

[Barboneia]

Armund looks confused, and pushes up his glasses.
"W-What?"
He glances over at Crysal.
"What did I do?"

"Trying to help me! You fucking patriachial scum!" She storms outside, infuriated.

Crysal prepares to kick her in the head but is interrupted by Saren skittering past. She sighs and looks over at Armund. "I ran into all sorts of these types last time I visited the United States. Well-off people with no real problems looking for things to bitch at."

"Huh. Seems... Unnecessary."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Huh. Seems... Unnecessary."

"Like you wouldn't believe."

[Barboneia]

"Huh. Seems... Unnecessary."

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Eh, well, people are idiots, sometimes. Like those 'otherkin'. Eugh... I once read about these ones called 'Culdranthkin'... Fucking humans. Made me want to gouge my eyes out..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Eh, well, people are idiots, sometimes. Like those 'otherkin'. Eugh... I once read about these ones called 'Culdranthkin'... Fucking humans. Made me want to gouge my eyes out..."

She cackles. "There's Iracusekin nowadays, people who claim to be reincarnations of me or my family." She pauses for a minute. "You know, if there's one thing that could unify all of Tinell, it'd be mutual dislike of humans."

[Barboneia]

"Eh, well, people are idiots, sometimes. Like those 'otherkin'. Eugh... I once read about these ones called 'Culdranthkin'... Fucking humans. Made me want to gouge my eyes out..."

She cackles. "There's Iracusekin nowadays, people who claim to be reincarnations of me or my family." She pauses for a minute. "You know, if there's one thing that could unify all of Tinell, it'd be mutual dislike of humans."

"You got that right. I've only met one human who I like."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She cackles. "There's Iracusekin nowadays, people who claim to be reincarnations of me or my family." She pauses for a minute. "You know, if there's one thing that could unify all of Tinell, it'd be mutual dislike of humans."

"You got that right. I've only met one human who I like."

"Eh, I liked Alexander the Great. ... Cyrus the Great was pretty tolerable too, I suppose... I was best friends with Genghis Khan. Okay, and Richard the Lionheart was fairly pleasant. So were the humans in the Suicide Squad..."

[Barboneia]

"You got that right. I've only met one human who I like."

"Eh, I liked Alexander the Great. ... Cyrus the Great was pretty tolerable too, I suppose... I was best friends with Genghis Khan. Okay, and Richard the Lionheart was fairly pleasant. So were the humans in the Suicide Squad..."

"...Wait, what? Alexander the Great?! What the fuck?!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Eh, I liked Alexander the Great. ... Cyrus the Great was pretty tolerable too, I suppose... I was best friends with Genghis Khan. Okay, and Richard the Lionheart was fairly pleasant. So were the humans in the Suicide Squad..."

"...Wait, what? Alexander the Great?! What the fuck?!"

"I love how that's the one who sets you off. Cyrus the Great was even before him, you know." She shrugs. "But yes, besides establishing Arkadacia, I also spent some time with other people of note. I was an advisor to Alexander... tried to get him to stop naming cities after himself."

[Barboneia]

"...Wait, what? Alexander the Great?! What the fuck?!"

"I love how that's the one who sets you off. Cyrus the Great was even before him, you know." She shrugs. "But yes, besides establishing Arkadacia, I also spent some time with other people of note. I was an advisor to Alexander... tried to get him to stop naming cities after himself."

"...Whoa. That's weird, man... I mean ma'am..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Saren scratches his chin and reads a comic book. "Dad! I wanna be a robot when I grow up!"

Cerril sighs in exasperation. "From one inane phase to the next..."

A human-like, svelte figure in a black, hooded cloak slips inside, the lower half of their face covered in bandages.

[Barboneia]

Saren scratches his chin and reads a comic book. "Dad! I wanna be a robot when I grow up!"

Cerril sighs in exasperation. "From one inane phase to the next..."

A figure in a black, hooded cloak slips inside, the lower half of her face covered in bandages.

Armund smiles at Saren's statement.
"Robots are cool! I used to have a Dr. Robo action figure when I was a kid. Of course, it fell down the well, but-"
He goes quiet as he notices the figure enter.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Saren scratches his chin and reads a comic book. "Dad! I wanna be a robot when I grow up!"

Cerril sighs in exasperation. "From one inane phase to the next..."

A figure in a black, hooded cloak slips inside, the lower half of her face covered in bandages.

Armund smiles at Saren's statement.
"Robots are cool! I used to have a Dr. Robo action figure when I was a kid. Of course, it fell down the well, but-"
He goes quiet as he notices the figure enter.

Saren looks up at him and grins. "I wanna get metal arms and stuff so I can punch holes in walls."

Cerril shakes his head. "Too risky, and expensive. Do you know how hard it was to convince my steward to buy you a horse? Let alone the costs of cybernetic enhancements..."

Said figure slips inside and sits down at the bar, slowly lowering her mask. Kasat squints at her for a moment. "Holy shit, there are- Oh... nevermind, you're a-"

The figure shushes her.

"Excuse me..."

[Barboneia]

Armund smiles at Saren's statement.
"Robots are cool! I used to have a Dr. Robo action figure when I was a kid. Of course, it fell down the well, but-"
He goes quiet as he notices the figure enter.

Saren looks up at him and grins. "I wanna get metal arms and stuff so I can punch holes in walls."

Cerril shakes his head. "Too risky, and expensive. Do you know how hard it was to convince my steward to buy you a horse? Let alone the costs of cybernetic enhancements..."

Said figure slips inside and sits down at the bar, slowly lowering her mask. Kasat squints at her for a moment. "Holy shit, there are- Oh... nevermind, you're a-"

The figure shushes her.

"Excuse me..."

"..."
Armund stares down at Saren, before looking over at the conversation between Kasat and the figure.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"..."
Armund stares down at Saren, before looking over at the conversation between Kasat and the figure.

Said figure orders a water before lowering her mask and flipping her hood down, revealing pointed ears, white hair, and tar-colored skin. "I'm a little behind the times right now. What year is it?"

Kasat shrugs. "20... uh... 15, I think."

She sighs in relief.

[Barboneia]

"..."
Armund stares down at Saren, before looking over at the conversation between Kasat and the figure.

Said figure orders a water before lowering her mask and flipping her hood down, revealing pointed ears, white hair, and tar-colored skin. "I'm a little behind the times right now. What year is it?"

Kasat shrugs. "20... uh... 15, I think."

She sighs in relief.

Armund states at the figure with a raised eyebrow, especially staring at her ears. He glances over at Kasat.
"Wait, what do you mean 'you think'?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Said figure orders a water before lowering her mask and flipping her hood down, revealing pointed ears, white hair, and tar-colored skin. "I'm a little behind the times right now. What year is it?"

Kasat shrugs. "20... uh... 15, I think."

She sighs in relief.

Armund states at the figure with a raised eyebrow, especially staring at her ears. He glances over at Kasat.
"Wait, what do you mean 'you think'?"

Kasat peers over at her. "I don't know what calendar the elves use!"

The elf shrugs cluelessly. "I've been in suspended animation the past 10,000 years, I've got no fucking idea what calendar the elves are using now. Or used." She laughs. "Freeze me for all eternity because I told you the surface was safe. I was right, bitches!"

[Barboneia]

Armund states at the figure with a raised eyebrow, especially staring at her ears. He glances over at Kasat.
"Wait, what do you mean 'you think'?"

Kasat peers over at her. "I don't know what calendar the elves use!"

The elf shrugs cluelessly. "I've been in suspended animation the past 10,000 years, I've got no fucking idea what calendar the elves are using now. Or used." She laughs. "Freeze me for all eternity because I told you the surface was safe. I was right, bitches!"

"Wait, that's an elf? I thought... But... It's... Ugh... I need to sleep..."
He rubs his head and hops off his stool, heading out of the bar.

Meanwhile, Dom steps out of the male's bathroom, fixing his sleeve cuffs. He crawls up onto a stool.
"I never knew I'd fall asleep on the toilet one day..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Kasat peers over at her. "I don't know what calendar the elves use!"

The elf shrugs cluelessly. "I've been in suspended animation the past 10,000 years, I've got no fucking idea what calendar the elves are using now. Or used." She laughs. "Freeze me for all eternity because I told you the surface was safe. I was right, bitches!"

"Wait, that's an elf? I thought... But... It's... Ugh... I need to sleep..."
He rubs his head and hops off his stool, heading out of the bar.

Meanwhile, Dom steps out of the male's bathroom, fixing his sleeve cuffs. He crawls up onto a stool.
"I never knew I'd fall asleep on the toilet one day..."

She looks back at him and chuckles. "At least I've got an excuse not to keep up." She then turns her attention to Dom. "If it isn't... one of the few humans I've ever seen. What's your name again?"

[Barboneia]

"Wait, that's an elf? I thought... But... It's... Ugh... I need to sleep..."
He rubs his head and hops off his stool, heading out of the bar.

Meanwhile, Dom steps out of the male's bathroom, fixing his sleeve cuffs. He crawls up onto a stool.
"I never knew I'd fall asleep on the toilet one day..."

She looks back at him and chuckles. "At least I've got an excuse not to keep up." She then turns her attention to Dom. "If it isn't... one of the few humans I've ever seen. What's your name again?"

He looks at her oddly.
"Uh... Dominic. Magnusson. Aren't you that elf who was screwing Alexi?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She looks back at him and chuckles. "At least I've got an excuse not to keep up." She then turns her attention to Dom. "If it isn't... one of the few humans I've ever seen. What's your name again?"

He looks at her oddly.
"Uh... Dominic. Magnusson. Aren't you that elf who was screwing Alexi?"

"I'm Adicei, thank you." She coughs. "It's been about ten years for me, ten thousand for everyone else. Went back to my civilization, they locked me up because they didn't want to cause mass rioting and were too lazy to organize coming back to the surface. Locked me up in ice." Adicei scratches her nose. "What happened to him anyways? Can't imagine he took it too well."

[Barboneia]

He looks at her oddly.
"Uh... Dominic. Magnusson. Aren't you that elf who was screwing Alexi?"

"I'm Adicei, thank you." She coughs. "It's been about ten years for me, ten thousand for everyone else. Went back to my civilization, they locked me up because they didn't want to cause mass rioting and were too lazy to organize coming back to the surface. Locked me up in ice." Adicei scratches her nose. "What happened to him anyways? Can't imagine he took it too well."

"Ooh, ice. What a 'chilling' fate!"
He laughs at his own joke for about 30 seconds, before coughing.
"Ah, well, uh, he moved to Siberia. He's taken up..."
He rubs his head, groaning.
"...Ice fishing."