Personification Life - IC Part 7.5 [open]

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Fortu blushed a bit. "Of course, Bran. Do you think that I can patent this stuff and sell it?" he asked.

"Sounds good, thank you." Bran said and walked over to the briefcase and tried picking up a rather normal hand that somewhat matched his regular skin tone, using his tentacle before stuffing the hand in his pack. "I can keep them anywhere, right? And yes, I think you could."

"They are completely sythetic so you can keep them anywhere." Fortu answered.

[The BranRiech]

"Sounds good, thank you." Bran said and walked over to the briefcase and tried picking up a rather normal hand that somewhat matched his regular skin tone, using his tentacle before stuffing the hand in his pack. "I can keep them anywhere, right? And yes, I think you could."

"They are completely sythetic so you can keep them anywhere." Fortu answered.

"Now, I can feel with this, right?" Bran asked and started to walk out. "But not the gauntlet?"

He walked out, expecting Fortu to follow him to the lobby.

[South Romagnia]

Torii was still looking for someone who could teach her to make potions.

.....

The several Redo ran Guards and their Netch marched into the lobby. Azarath stepped forward and shouted.

"Who resides in this building?"

"Why are you shouting?" Swith said. She was sitting on the Thinking Bench outside her new clinic door, sorting her mail and setting adverts on fire.

"Ah, sorry, ma'am. You see, we've somehow ended up here, no thanks to a damned wizard, and have no idea how to get back. None of the humans around here know that kind of magic....or none at all. What is this realm anyway?"

Torii waltzed in, and, paying no attention to the several Dunmer, noticed the shell. She curiously opened the clocked up and picked the shell up.

The medium sized discarded shell is of a tanned yellow color with a set of black stripes on it. Theirs nothing directly out of place about it exterior and a quick examination shows theirs nothing inside it.

Torii grunted and looked at the shell for a minute. As she walked through the halls again, she lifted it to her ear.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"They are completely sythetic so you can keep them anywhere." Fortu answered.

"Now, I can feel with this, right?" Bran asked and started to walk out. "But not the gauntlet?"

He walked out, expecting Fortu to follow him to the lobby.

"Right, the tentacle has artificial nerves, but the gauntlet can only sense pressure so you can tell if you are crushing something." Fortu explained.

[Swith Witherward]

"Ah, sorry, ma'am. You see, we've somehow ended up here, no thanks to a damned wizard, and have no idea how to get back. None of the humans around here know that kind of magic....or none at all. What is this realm anyway?"

She dropped a smoldering flyer for cat food and licked the carbon off her finger tips. "The Realm of Modern Earth? You're standing in the Lands of the Bielefeld peoples, in their capitol city. There are those who use magic, and those who use a flavor of alchemy, and those who don't use anything at all. Do you want an apartment?"

[South Romagnia]

"Ah, sorry, ma'am. You see, we've somehow ended up here, no thanks to a damned wizard, and have no idea how to get back. None of the humans around here know that kind of magic....or none at all. What is this realm anyway?"

She dropped a smoldering flyer for cat food and licked the carbon off her finger tips. "The Realm of Modern Earth? You're standing in the Lands of the Bielefeld peoples, in their capitol city. There are those who use magic, and those who use a flavor of alchemy, and those who don't use anything at all. Do you want an apartment?"

The Dunmer crossed his arms.

"What I'd like is to find a way back to Nirn. Tamriel, specifically. Can that be arranged?"

[Primordial Luxa]

"Why are you shouting?" Swith said. She was sitting on the Thinking Bench outside her new clinic door, sorting her mail and setting adverts on fire.

"Ah, sorry, ma'am. You see, we've somehow ended up here, no thanks to a damned wizard, and have no idea how to get back. None of the humans around here know that kind of magic....or none at all. What is this realm anyway?"

The medium sized discarded shell is of a tanned yellow color with a set of black stripes on it. Theirs nothing directly out of place about it exterior and a quick examination shows theirs nothing inside it.

Torii grunted and looked at the shell for a minute. As she walked through the halls again, she lifted it to her ear.

Unlike the sound of a normal shell she could hear a faint voice.
All our monkeys have monkeys
we drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like

[Swith Witherward]

The Dunmer crossed his arms.

"What I'd like is to find a way back to Nirn. Tamriel, specifically. Can that be arranged?"

"Yes, if you know where it is and can pinpoint it on a map. What are your dimensional coordinates?"

[South Romagnia]

Torii was a tad freaked out. She took the shell away and put it in her pocket. "How strange.", She commented. She continued walking.

[The BranRiech]

Torii was a tad freaked out. She took the shell away and put it in her pocket. "How strange.", She commented. She continued walking.

"What was that, Torii?" Bran asked as he walked by, Fortu in tow, or not . . .

[South Romagnia]

Torii was a tad freaked out. She took the shell away and put it in her pocket. "How strange.", She commented. She continued walking.

"What was that, Torii?" Bran asked as he walked by, Fortu in tow, or not . . .

"Oh, hi, Mr. Nikanor! It was just this weird shell....I don't really like it...listen to it!""

She held it to her ear again, as well as giving Bran room to listen.

[The BranRiech]

"Hmm." Bran mused, reaching out with his tentacle arm, showing it off to Torii. He held it to his ears.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Torii was a tad freaked out. She took the shell away and put it in her pocket. "How strange.", She commented. She continued walking.

"What was that, Torii?" Bran asked as he walked by, Fortu in tow, or not . . .

"How strange? On a scale of upside down book to NVE." Fortu said.

[South Romagnia]

"What was that, Torii?" Bran asked as he walked by, Fortu in tow, or not . . .

"How strange? On a scale of upside down book to NVE." Fortu said.

"I'd say NVE.", Torii replied. She saw Bran's tentacle hand with slight horror.

[The BranRiech]

"I'd say NVE.", Torii replied. She saw Bran's tentacle hand with slight horror.

"It's interchangeable with this." Bran grinned and held up the regular hand. "I had to get it amputated, and Fortu here was awesome enough to give me two synthetic appendages. This tentacle one, and a regular hand."

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"How strange? On a scale of upside down book to NVE." Fortu said.

"I'd say NVE.", Torii replied. She saw Bran's tentacle hand with slight horror.

"I was hoping not that bad." Fortu said and examined the shell then listened to it.

[Germanic Templars]

*Finally awakening from a long nap, Sapphire decides that she stayed a bit too long. She took all of the books she grabbed and headed back to her shared room, leaving a note on Ogoti's desk.*

[South Romagnia]

The Dunmer crossed his arms.

"What I'd like is to find a way back to Nirn. Tamriel, specifically. Can that be arranged?"

"Yes, if you know where it is and can pinpoint it on a map. What are your dimensional coordinates?"

"Dimensional Coordinates?"

The Dunmer looked back at he rest of his group. They all shrugged. He sighed.

"By Azura....that sounds like some Dwemer term.....I think....I have no bloody idea."

[Erucia]

Albert chuckled. "You can be so silly sometimes, Ray...... So are we going to do that?"

"Sorta of, yes," Ray responded as he loaded the papers into a cardboard box. "We'll put them on important positions across the apartment, since putting them randomly on people's doors would be rude. Or, well, I will. Unless you want to help out, in which case you're forcing me to return you the favor in the future, you cunning bastard."

[Swith Witherward]

The Dunmer looked back at he rest of his group. They all shrugged. He sighed.

"By Azura....that sounds like some Dwemer term.....I think....I have no bloody idea."

"Then you'll want an apartment application," Swith nodded cheerfully. "You might be here a while. Communal kitchen and dining room is upstairs, by the way."

She dug around behind the desk and then handed an application and pencil to the Dunmer. Oddly enough, it was written in a language he could understand.

"I'm Swith. Nice to meet you."

[New Aksarben]

Albert chuckled. "You can be so silly sometimes, Ray...... So are we going to do that?"

"Sorta of, yes," Ray responded as he loaded the papers into a cardboard box. "We'll put them on important positions across the apartment, since putting them randomly on people's doors would be rude. Or, well, I will. Unless you want to help out, in which case you're forcing me to return you the favor in the future, you cunning bastard."

"Elevators?" Albert suggested. "I can help out. You wouldn't owe me anything though, Ray."

[The BranRiech]

After parting ways from Octavian, Drova followed after his rival to observe him.

[South Romagnia]

The Dunmer looked back at he rest of his group. They all shrugged. He sighed.

"By Azura....that sounds like some Dwemer term.....I think....I have no bloody idea."

"Then you'll want an apartment application," Swith nodded cheerfully. "You might be here a while. Communal kitchen and dining room is upstairs, by the way."

She dug around behind the desk and then handed an application and pencil to the Dunmer. Oddly enough, it was written in a language he could understand.

"I'm Swith. Nice to meet you."

The Dunmer nodded and began filling out the form.

"Azarath R'zaman, House Redoran of Morrowind."

The Netch bellowed and glowed blue.

"Ah, and that's Shurk, my netch."

[Erucia]

"Elevators?" Albert suggested. "I can help out. You wouldn't owe me anything though, Ray."

"Oh, so you don't expect any favors? I'll give you some anyway," Ray responded as he went down the stairs. "Elevators do sound good. And perhaps the main lobby and stuff."

[Swith Witherward]

The Dunmer nodded and began filling out the form.

"Azarath R'zaman, House Redoran of Morrowind."

The Netch bellowed and glowed blue.

"Ah, and that's Shurk, my netch."

"It's cute," she smiled at the Netch and observed its tentacles. "Is it friendly?"