Elfen High 2: Welcome and Welcome Back

[Ameriganastan]

Pierre was still in his seat when Laz sat down again, rather shaken by the entire escapade. He hadn't been part of it, but when Laz turned into a demon, he nearly had a heart attack. Then the sprinklers came on. He hated sprinklers. Sighing, he leaned back in his chair, and turned to Laz.

"What a pest. We should get him some time. By the way, you want to room with me? You're a pretty neat guy." he said, laying on the flattery. He did think that Laz was...well, not that much of a freak compared to a few of the others (for example, that catgirl licking herself in the corner, the shapeshifter, and that odd half-fish girl), and he could use a friend with that much muscle. Not to mention that Laz was...well, the only guy he had actually talked to so far.

"Oh, he'll get his. With his personality, he'll be sent straight to the "Dickhead" section of Hell when he dies. They know how to deal with his kind. He won't be so smug when he's being force-fed his own colon. And sure. You have earned the right to share a room with me. Just don't touch my stuff."

[Constaniana]

Edward looked up at the ceiling as the water finished pouring out of the sprinklers, and little droplets steadily dripped from his hair. He couldn't help chuckling a bit at the sight of the big demon with an even bigger ego smoldering like sausages thrown straight from the frying pan into the sink. Since EVE had gone off to talk to Headmaster Crowley, and he didn't fancy watching two wolf-men argue, he decided to go Luca. Even if he clearly had an arrogant side, he probably had some redeeming qualities to him. Walking past the half-naked cat-girl licking herself Edward went up to where the eagle had landed. "You seem to have a talent for pissing people off, " he said to the bird, chuckling a little.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

"Not again!" James screamed, slamming a fist onto his small desk. Yet again, the Internet had cut out on him mid-terrible post, causing him to lose everything. By the time he came back, the entire thing would've progressed like ten pages and he'd have to come up with something completely new.

Well, whatever. Closing the laptop, he decided to busy himself making his bed. With that done, and the Internet still out, he grabbed one of the novels he had brought from home, his Nintendo DS, his extra pillow, and his thick winter blanket, and clambered out onto the roof. Folding the blanket in half width-ways, he placed it down flat on the roof, put his pillow on top, slipped out of his shoes, and lay down, opening up the book and becoming lost in its pages.

Not literally, of course, don't want to give the OP any ideas.

[Nationstatelandsville]

After about an hour of smacking his cane against the "door" and resorting to chucking a big rock at it, Lewis realized he was attacking a wall.

And that the rock he had thrown was bleeding.

Maybe the crack had done more to him than he was willing to admit.

And those other rocks he was standing on were waking up, shifting in their little bunny sleep. Well, "little" didn't quite describe them. "Mega-hugedeargodwhy" was more apt. Lewis jumped off of them as they stirred awake, flashing their fucking gigantic rabbit teeth and hissed at him. A rabbit hissed.

"Fuck-donkey," Lewis muttered under his breath, inching slowly backwards as the two rabbits advanced slowly towards him.

"Hey, guys," he muttered nervously, "Sorry about killing your friend, but to be fair, his skull did crack like a bitch. I bet he wasn't worth it."

Lewis suddenly leaped over the rabbits, who looked up at him, wide-eyed in surprise. They hadn't expected a stupid Monkeyman to be able to jump like an NBA player on a pogo-stick (and also, like, a fuckton of coke). The excitement of a chase filled Lewis' mind and sharpened into an efficient (though barely literate) machine. He rushed off towards the actual door, about five yards away and around a corner, moving with magnificent speed. The rabbits easily kept pace, so, to distract them, Lewis smacked his cane wildly against the ground, causing them to hesitate. This gave Lewis the perfect opportunity. He tapped into his mystic, mysterious, and barely useful powers, staring at the lock very, very hard and very, very angrily. After a moment's strain, in which the rabbits caught up to Lewis and were now watching in confusion, Lewis realized an invisible beam of incredible cold, the kind of cold that chills to the bones and makes little bone-children build little bone snowmen on your insides, causing cancer (at least, that's what Lewis heard from this wizard in Wisconsin back in 1942). The lock became brittle and collapsed (that headache would stick around for a while) and Lewis, using his cane as a pole, vaulted right into (and through) the door. One of the rabbits sprang at him, but Lewis managed to catch it and squeeze it within his arms until it suffocated. The other jumped at him, but Lewis threw its brother at it, knocking it out of the air. He grabbed the door and slammed it shut quickly, but turned to find the rabbit had managed to sneak into the school, hissing and getting ready to pounce.

"Pigfucker!" Lewis barked, turning and running off, into the banquet. The rabbit leaped at Lewis' throat, only to be caught by the end of Lewis' cane as he twirled, sending the beast flying through the air like a home run baseball. The creature managed to hurdle through the air much faster than anyone had time to react to, colliding with the only other thing up in the air with it; namely, a particularly annoying eagle.

"Er, uh..." Lewis stammered once the crowd noticed him, "Banjos, anyone?"

Lewis pulled out his banjo and began to strum out an unfamiliar and very old melody from the American country back around his time of birth.

[Rupudska]

"Yeah." Rayne said, doing exactly the same thing Yuzuki was doing, looking over the body of the teacher. "Your a teacher than?" She asked, a bit absentmindedly. She was definitely attractive, even if she was obviously older. You're technically twenty. And she doesn't look much older.... Rayne thought silently, before correcting herself. No... Remember that you are fifteen. This is technically creepy. Even if she is good looking. She thought to herself, before realizing she had been staring at the woman the whole time.

Yuzuki nodded. "I'm Yuzuki Kurayami, and I teach English Literature here. As to how I got the job, well," She laughed, then took another puff of her pipe, "I get paid more than enough." She pats her pocket, which even now contains a wallet full of 100-pound notes, a vial of aphrodisiac, a TASER, and the keys to her British Racing Green Bentley Continental Supersports, which featured several modifications that may or may not be illegal in most countries.

[Cthulhutu]

Ivy was only a bit confused about the whole thing.

At least, that's what she was telling herself. Of course, that was a lie, but she felt much more confident telling herself that.

And then the crazy hobo teacher, Lewis, hurled a mutant rabbit at an eagle, and the lie shattered like glass hit with a baseball bat.

She awkwardly stared for a moment, wondering what on earth to do. Then, she walked over to Crowley and started talking. Unluckily for Crowley, Ivy had a habit of...talking like a machine gun. Actually, a machine gun was somewhat of an under-exaggeration. It was more like a gatling gun, to be honest.

"Um, hey, sir, Mr. Crowley, what's going on? I'm a little bit confused. I mean, that guy, he just burst in, and he's throwing rabbits and badly playing the banjo, and then there was this other guy who was eleven feet tall and he's shoving people, and all the water sprinklers went off, and that girl in the corner is licking her feet, and there's this girl that looks like a fish, and is that a robot and is this Chinese food and that teacher and that other chick are staring at each-other and-I-think-they-might-be-gay-and-is-that-hobo-a-teacher?"

She would have talked longer, but suddenly, she found herself in a coughing fit. She waited until her throat cleared, and looked up at Crowley with her eyes.

"So...what the hell is up with this place, dude?"

[AETEN II]

Malal hissed contently as a group of skeletons came towards his spot near Yuzuki's corner seat and pored him a large glass of ale before serving an entire Boar for his consumption only- with the heart, brain, liver, and arteries left intact. It was cooked of course, he wasn't that savage. Even a prince of the undead had manners.
Then he pulled out a dagger and and cut a plate of ribs to eat first.
"Yuzuki is it? Are you one of the new teachers here like me or one of the veterans?" Malal asked the teacher nearby as he bit into the ribs he had cut from the Boar and easily snapped them with his fanger mouth.
"Almost like Asgard..." Malal remarked to himself quietly, the Elfen High's hall did indeed remind him of the great mead halls of Asgard, but along with those good memories came darker ones. He never was sure that he would live to see earth when he was younger- Loki was a cruel grandfather, and he hid it from Hel. Thankfully, she eventually discovered the mental torture from a servant, but it still stuck him. The nightmares Loki gave him as a child scarred him for life. They didn't trigger any fears currently, but they damaged his mind. Already he was swinging from a happy state to a rather depressed one. Hopefully making conversation with the other teacher could prevent the pendulum from swinging away from joy. To him, joy was the greatest thing in the entire universe, even a single second of feeling it gave him enough light to steer him away from the darker parts of his mind. He certainly didn't want to have an 'episode' in public.
"So Yuzuki, any guesses as to what I am? Or has word already spread around the school? While I am not a remarkable specimen like my cousins, I have a feeling that word of a creature like me being brought on as a teacher would have found every ear in the school by now. Although, rumors may inflate the idea of what I am, but they do hold some truth." Malal stated with an amused tone, of course, virtually all tones for him sounded evil. Hisses, death rattles, screeches, hacks, howls, all things related to darkness both doubled as signs of either joy or misery. Unless one was pyschic, it was almost impossible to guess his mood unless one spent a great deal of time with him.

[Mavorpen]

"I can't believe I have to be at school," Izanagi muttered to himself. "Damn 17 year old body." He yawned and stretched. He needed the nap he had gathered during Crowley's speech. He woke up a couple of times during the speech, but usually they were at times where Crowley made corny jokes, as well as his "threat" to the students about making their lives Hell. Izanagi chuckled to himself, haven already been to Hell itself and back. He then became somber, thinking of his curse once more. He had just walked up to a table full of food, but obviously much of it had already been taken. All around him, students were stuffing their faces with food that didn't really appeal to Izanagi.

He found a bowl full of fruit, and took the entire thing. He found a spot alone and took out a vine covered with fresh grapes. He picked them one by one, throwing them into his mouth, watching the students around him do completely crazy and (in his opinion) asinine things. People were shapeshifting, yelling at each other, one turned into a demon and was angry at a guy who transformed from a dog to a human boy.

Izanagi smiled and suddenly he heard the worst sound in his life. He didn't know what it was, he didn't know what it want, but he wanted to destroy it. He turned to the entrance of the auditorium and a man, probably a teacher, was playing an instrument Izanagi recognized: the banjo. He cursed the man who invented such an annoying instrument. He continued eating his food, wincing every few seconds due to the banjo. Maybe Crowley was right... maybe this place would be worse than Hell.

[Erinkita]

Shissk took her scolding is sullen silence. Allan was right, of course. It had been a stupid thing to do. Not a good start, really. The fact that he was entirely justified, and that he had been so soft on her, and the fact that she had rather grown to like the old man in the past week, all served to irritate her more. She retreated further into the corner, finishing off her rabbit and dropping the remainder of its carcass on the floor. She watched the remainder of the proceedings with grumpy eye. The shapeshifting kid continued to argue with Allan, rather stupidly, and then turned into a dog. She lost track of him after that. Allan sorted out the robot. Shissk had no idea what was up with that, nor did she particularly care. She was mildly amused when one of the students started hitting on Yukuzi, the English teacher.

Shissk didn't start enjoying herself until a belch of fire from a demon activated the hall's sprinkler system. Shissk moved towards the centre of the room, positioning herself under the spray of fine droplets. The water tasted metallic on her skin from having sat in a tank somewhere for too long, and salt water was always preferable, but it was refreshing nonetheless. Shissk smiled for the first time that night.

She spun around at the sound of commotion towards the hall's entrance. Just as the spriknlers shut off, a hairy, dishevelled human-shaped thing she didn't recognise burst in and batted one of the mutant rabbits into the air. Shissk's grey fish eyes followed the creature's graceful arc until it smacked into a very familiar-looking eagle with a satisfying crunch. Shissk laughed a little, not that many would recognise her odd, dolphin-like screech as laughter. She turned back to look at the new arrival, who seemed to become aware of the numerous eyes on him. Apparently doing the first thing that came to mind, he produced some kind of musical instrument and seemingly offered to share. Shissk glanced around and saw no one responding. Most people seemed either still stunned or occupied with their own business. Why not, she thought, and hestitantly raised her hand.

[Ameriganastan]

Still shaking water out of his hair, Laz took to wondering about the auditorium. He had found one tolerable plebian in Pierre. There was bound to be at least one more around here somewhere.

"If I am to have a proper following of lackeys, I need a female to even things out. Lets see. Eeny, meeny, pitchfork up the ass, mo!"

He nodded to himself, and marched straight up to Sari.

"Greetings, bizarre half naked, licking creature! I am the Great and Mighty Lazrian. Who, may I ask, are you?"

[Rupudska]

Malal hissed contently as a group of skeletons came towards his spot near Yuzuki's corner seat and pored him a large glass of ale before serving an entire Boar for his consumption only- with the heart, brain, liver, and arteries left intact. It was cooked of course, he wasn't that savage. Even a prince of the undead had manners.
Then he pulled out a dagger and and cut a plate of ribs to eat first.
"Yuzuki is it? Are you one of the new teachers here like me or one of the veterans?" Malal asked the teacher nearby as he bit into the ribs he had cut from the Boar and easily snapped them with his fanger mouth.
"Almost like Asgard..." Malal remarked to himself quietly, the Elfen High's hall did indeed remind him of the great mead halls of Asgard, but along with those good memories came darker ones. He never was sure that he would live to see earth when he was younger- Loki was a cruel grandfather, and he hid it from Hel. Thankfully, she eventually discovered the mental torture from a servant, but it still stuck him. The nightmares Loki gave him as a child scarred him for life. They didn't trigger any fears currently, but they damaged his mind. Already he was swinging from a happy state to a rather depressed one. Hopefully making conversation with the other teacher could prevent the pendulum from swinging away from joy. To him, joy was the greatest thing in the entire universe, even a single second of feeling it gave him enough light to steer him away from the darker parts of his mind. He certainly didn't want to have an 'episode' in public.
"So Yuzuki, any guesses as to what I am? Or has word already spread around the school? While I am not a remarkable specimen like my cousins, I have a feeling that word of a creature like me being brought on as a teacher would have found every ear in the school by now. Although, rumors may inflate the idea of what I am, but they do hold some truth." Malal stated with an amused tone, of course, virtually all tones for him sounded evil. Hisses, death rattles, screeches, hacks, howls, all things related to darkness both doubled as signs of either joy or misery. Unless one was pyschic, it was almost impossible to guess his mood unless one spent a great deal of time with him.

Yuzuki shrugged at his first question. "This is Elfen High. New is relative, although I've been here for about four years. And I plan to stay as long as I get payed."

She pondered a while about his second question. Pondering, for her, normally meant sucking on her pipe. And suck she did, for several seconds, until her face started to get a bluish tint and she let out an enormous puff of smoke. "Judging from your evil tone, but not-so-evil wording, I'll say that you're some kind of undead, possibly with demon backgrounds?" One of her raccoon ears twitched. "Of course, what I am should be more than obvious."

[Vareiln]

When Lazrian finally realised that Luca wasn’t small and furry, Luca chuckled. He couldn’t believe how much of an idiot this demon was. The joke sort of lost its humour when the demon threatened to deep fry Luca, but it could be worse. He could be as much of an idiot as Lazrian.

“Excuse me, but I have to run. Or should I say, fly !!” With that last word, Luca changed into an eagle, and swooped away from Lazrian quickly, avoiding becoming a demon’s dinner. That was always a good start.

Fel watched in intrigue.
So he has powers like I... Still, that's competition, but of a different sorts.
I'll still show him sooner or later...
He looked around for something or someone else interesting.

[Metanih]

Rayne looked up at Yuzuki's ears, when they twitched, and became instantly interested. "Ooh..." She said in slight awe, her hand almost immediately petting the abnormal ear. It was more than one awkward moment later until Rayne realized that what she was doing was probably not acceptable...

"Oops..." Rayne said, sitting back down, hands in front of her. "Sorry." She said. Apparently if I go too long without contact, I jump at cute people like a hobo after a Big Mac... Rayne thought to herself, looking down. What she did kind of defined poor form, and was probably the wrong way to make friends at this particular school.

[Constaniana]

Edward was as shocked as anyone else in the room when the odd teacher came into the room, hurling a rabbit at the eagle-boy like a shot put. His confusion only increased when the mysterious hobo man began playing some bizarre instrument. What a strange person! he thought, sitting down and eating a plate of slightly damp pancakes, while looking around at the other people in the room.

[Rupudska]

Rayne looked up at Yuzuki's ears, when they twitched, and became instantly interested. "Ooh..." She said in slight awe, her hand almost immediately petting the abnormal ear. It was more than one awkward moment later until Rayne realized that what she was doing was probably not acceptable...

"Oops..." Rayne said, sitting back down, hands in front of her. "Sorry." She said. Apparently if I go too long without contact, I jump at cute people like a hobo after a Big Mac... Rayne thought to herself, looking down. What she did kind of defined poor form, and was probably the wrong way to make friends at this particular school.

Yuzuki merely blushed as Rayne pet her ear. Also, her huge, fluffy tail straightened for no other reason than to make itself noticed. It seemed to have a mind of its own, and it frequently demanded that Yuzuki snuggle with it, even during sex. Of course, considering that it was ridiculously fluffy (And required half its weight in shampoo to clean), it was hard to resist. However, upon hearing Rayne's apology, it quickly went back to being a limp, well-behaved tail and Yuzuki herself shrugged. "I've gotten weirder reactions before, from better AND worse people than you."

[Vareiln]

Fel found such an intriguing thing in the man who had flung that rabbit at the other shapeshifter.
He watched the man play the banjo, and was immediately bored. So, Fel continued looking around.

[Amon and Friends]

"If I am to have a proper following of lackeys, I need a female to even things out. Lets see. Eeny, meeny, pitchfork up the ass, mo!"

Pierre looked up.

"Oh, hey, you want a chick to talk to? No problem, I'm sure you could just find one and talk to one. I'll just...stand over here and watch. Don't particularly like talking to girls. Makes me a bit nervous."

Then, he saw where Laz was heading.

"Aw, man, Laz, no! Not her!" Pierre said, as Laz started strolling over...and then, worse, talking, to the licky-girl. Pierre sighed, and rolled his eyes. Laz had gone straight to the most repulsive freak in the room. Pierre ran over to Laz, and tapped him on the arm to get his attention, and then he bowed deeply.

"Great and Mighty Lazarian, might I suggest that we talk to someone slightly less...bizarre? I mean, just look at her! Do you really want to be hanging out with her?"

The weird girl was licking her feet. Pierre looked at Laz, and then back at the girl.

"You get my point, right?"

[Olthar]

Just as Sari-chan finished with her bath, she heard someone talking to her. Looking up, she saw a guy with large horns sticking out of his head and recognized him as the one who messily ate a large plate of food. Leaping to her feet, Sari-chan raised a hand to wave at Lazrian, as he called himself.

"Hello!" she cheerfully chirped, "My name is Sarina, but you can call me Sari-chan! Everyone does! And I'll call you Lazzy-chan! It's good to meet you! I'm sure we'll be great friends!"

After pausing for a second, she continued before Lazrian could speak, "So you like food, right? I do, too! Isn't it great! I just love all kinds of food! It's all so tasty, and I can't get enough! OOH! I know! I should cook something for you at some point, Lazzy-chan! I bet you'd love it! I'm a great cook! Everyone says so!"

Sari-chan began joyously bouncing up and down, thinking about what kinds of food she could make for her new friend.

[Vareiln]

Fel found even more interesting things.
Lazrian and his friend approached that... cat-girl.
Most interesting indeed...
Lazrian's friend was behaving erratic, the cat-girl was hyperactive, and Lazrian seemed unfazed.
He watched from a distance, and thought of approaching them, but decided against it.

[Metanih]

Rayne's eyes got wide as quarters when the tail popped out. She looked the epitome of disappointed when it went back to its limp state. "Could... Could I... You know... Pet it?" Rayne stammered a bit, looking down. For Hell's sake, control yourself! Just because she has a tail, does not mean she wants it petted. She thought to herself, but her own thoughts betrayed her a moment later. Then again, it did perk up when I petted the ears... I am sure she would like it. Rayne realized she was begging with her eyes at that point, and despite herself, she didn't stop.

[Ameriganastan]

Just as Sari-chan finished with her bath, she heard someone talking to her. Looking up, she saw a guy with large horns sticking out of his head and recognized him as the one who messily ate a large plate of food. Leaping to her feet, Sari-chan raised a hand to wave at Lazrian, as he called himself.

"Hello!" she cheerfully chirped, "My name is Sarina, but you can call me Sari-chan! Everyone does! And I'll call you Lazzy-chan! It's good to meet you! I'm sure we'll be great friends!"

After pausing for a second, she continued before Lazrian could continue, "So you like food, right? I do, too! Isn't it great! I just love all kinds of food! It's all so tasty, and I can't get enough! OOH! I know! I should cook something for you at some point, Lazzy-chan! I bet you'd love it! I'm a great cook! Everyone says so!"

Sari-chan began joyously bouncing up and down, thinking about what kinds of food she could make for her new friend.

"...Lazzy-chan!? Look here, you bizarre...whatever you are. Lowly beings such as yourself are to address me as The Great and Mighty Lazrian. When you have earned the privilege, you may refer to me as Laz. Now then, despite the complaints of my companion here..."

He nudged Pierre gently...which is to say, he probably bruised a rib.

"I seek a female to round out my companion of loyal lackeys. And you would make a fine mascot. So long as you're quiet, and show proper respect to your leader...and slightly less to Pierre. So, what say you?"

[AETEN II]

Malal hissed contently as a group of skeletons came towards his spot near Yuzuki's corner seat and pored him a large glass of ale before serving an entire Boar for his consumption only- with the heart, brain, liver, and arteries left intact. It was cooked of course, he wasn't that savage. Even a prince of the undead had manners.
Then he pulled out a dagger and and cut a plate of ribs to eat first.
"Yuzuki is it? Are you one of the new teachers here like me or one of the veterans?" Malal asked the teacher nearby as he bit into the ribs he had cut from the Boar and easily snapped them with his fanger mouth.
"Almost like Asgard..." Malal remarked to himself quietly, the Elfen High's hall did indeed remind him of the great mead halls of Asgard, but along with those good memories came darker ones. He never was sure that he would live to see earth when he was younger- Loki was a cruel grandfather, and he hid it from Hel. Thankfully, she eventually discovered the mental torture from a servant, but it still stuck him. The nightmares Loki gave him as a child scarred him for life. They didn't trigger any fears currently, but they damaged his mind. Already he was swinging from a happy state to a rather depressed one. Hopefully making conversation with the other teacher could prevent the pendulum from swinging away from joy. To him, joy was the greatest thing in the entire universe, even a single second of feeling it gave him enough light to steer him away from the darker parts of his mind. He certainly didn't want to have an 'episode' in public.
"So Yuzuki, any guesses as to what I am? Or has word already spread around the school? While I am not a remarkable specimen like my cousins, I have a feeling that word of a creature like me being brought on as a teacher would have found every ear in the school by now. Although, rumors may inflate the idea of what I am, but they do hold some truth." Malal stated with an amused tone, of course, virtually all tones for him sounded evil. Hisses, death rattles, screeches, hacks, howls, all things related to darkness both doubled as signs of either joy or misery. Unless one was pyschic, it was almost impossible to guess his mood unless one spent a great deal of time with him.

Yuzuki shrugged at his first question. "This is Elfen High. New is relative, although I've been here for about four years. And I plan to stay as long as I get payed."

She pondered a while about his second question. Pondering, for her, normally meant sucking on her pipe. And suck she did, for several seconds, until her face started to get a bluish tint and she let out an enormous puff of smoke. "Judging from your evil tone, but not-so-evil wording, I'll say that you're some kind of undead, possibly with demon backgrounds?" One of her raccoon ears twitched. "Of course, what I am should be more than obvious."

"Tanaki? Tankuni? Never spent time in Japan, but from what I've heard you're one of those shapeshifting raccoon things? I'm from Asgard, demigod. My mother was Hel and my father was, well I never exactly knew or met him, but I can say with certainty that he was dead, or undead rather. Believe or not, I was viewed as the 'runt' of the litter. I'm taller and far more powerful than virtually every Greek demigod besides Hercules. The standards in Asgard are higher than in most other pantheons. Or at least Loki's." Malal shuddered at the mention of the god's name and quickly switched subject before he slipped into the darker memories stored in his mind.
"I'm Malal." The demigod said just as his black/white sides alternated, along with the color of his 'vortex' eyes.
"Must be Thor's day. Happens. Never learned why. Useful for telling what week it is though." Malal said as he stabbed a large chunk of pork and quickly devoured it with a couple bites and then washed it down with a gulp of ale.
"I was 'dragged' here by Crowley to teach necromancy. Seeing that I'm one of the most powerful (it's my domain after all, I was born in the underworld), it was a logical choice. How he found me I'll never figure out though." Malal then hissed and licked his fangs with his black/white forked tongue, ensuring their was no pig stuck between any fangs. Bone really wasn't sensitive to that sort of thing.
"It is appreciated however for recognizing my lack of evil intents. It's a rather annoying stereotype by humans that all those from the Underworld are inherently evil. It prevente- prevents me from ever joining human society. Even with them having a colony in Hell, the hominids are terrified by me despite the fact I'm more of a pseudo-demon. It's just nice to be around supernatural creatures again. Our lot does not jump to such rash conclusions as mankind does. My voice and inability to form expressions doesn't help much either. You should feel lucky that you lack an exoskeleton."

[Rupudska]

Rayne's eyes got wide as quarters when the tail popped out. She looked the epitome of disappointed when it went back to its limp state. "Could... Could I... You know... Pet it?" Rayne stammered a bit, looking down. For Hell's sake, control yourself! Just because she has a tail, does not mean she wants it petted. She thought to herself, but her own thoughts betrayed her a moment later. Then again, it did perk up when I petted the ears... I am sure she would like it. Rayne realized she was begging with her eyes at that point, and despite herself, she didn't stop.

Again, Yuzuki shrugged, puffing her pipe. "I've got no problem with it, so long as you don't pull on it. You haven't earned enough of my trust to get to pull on it." She puffed several more times, thinking of the list of people she kept in her car she allowed to pull on it. It was surprisingly long, but nowhere near as long as the 5-and-a-half megabyte list of her sexual conquests, kept on her computer. "Just don't pet it too much, you'll turn me on."

[Malshan]

"Loki."

Namekus's entire head swiveled at the sound of the trickster god's name, his hackles raised and his teeth bared. Despite being a grandson of Loki, Namekus had never liked him much. It might have had something to do with the spiked dog collar that he had shackled Namekus with. It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't paraded him around Asgard, trapped in his half and half form, pretending that he was Loki's own personal lapdog. But since even Fenrir bowed to Loki, Namekus had to tolerate it. He then knew why Fenrir would want to eat some of the gods.

Loki. That asshole needs to be shown his place. By who? You? No. By Odin or someone similiarly powered. Quiet, you two. I don't care what happens to him so long as I get to maul him when Ragnarok rolls around.

[Metanih]

Rayne did her best to conceal the grin she suddenly had upon hearing the end of the woman's statement. She ran her hands along the long shaft of furry wonder, her grin almost exceeding the width of her face. She looked up, toward Yuzuki, before ignoring the last part of her statement, and looking down while she did so. It really was a beautiful tail, and for a moment, Rayne wondered what sort of creature would have a tail like this, aside from a raccoon. Then Rayne got lost in the furry goodness again.