A lone Cherry Tree? [Invite]

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

Weegee stood alone in a circle of angry pigs. Holding his arms in a rather, strange pose, he had leaped into the center of this mob for a very simple reason. A female summoner, seemingly a child from her appearance, was clutching onto her Carbuncle in the mob's center. She had simply pulled too much aggro, but thankfully, Weegee had been on his way to finish some work in the woods. His arrival gave the girl a chance to escape, but left him to face the seven boars alone. He smiled as his coattails fluttered gently in a passing breeze, before his body leaped skyward before transforming into iron as he landed on a pig. "Wings of the Wyvern, launch skyward the body of earth, so that it may crash among those that threaten harm." He spoke to himself as he crushed the first boar into pixels and turned towards the next.

He was slower with this ability on, however, he made up for that slightly with the Beatdown skill and his new scarf. Moving to the next boar, his iron hand slammed into its side, knocking it across the circle into another boar, killing them both. "Weak opponents, however, en mass they prove a challenge for players of equal level." As he spoke, the boars had begun to charge all at once, not expecting the increase in attack speed that the two kills had given Weegee. A swift kick slaughtered the first two boars to arrive, before Weegee stepped to his side and delivered a bone-crushing knee to the next boar's side. As the final two arrived, he simply grabbed them both by their miniature tusks and flipped them over his body, slamming both himself and the boars into the ground.

Chuckling as they vanished into thin air, he let the Iron Body skill deactivate as he stood up. "Nothing like a little brawl to get make you wake up, eh? Now, back to that waterfall." Looking around, he noticed that he had kind of strayed a bit further off the path than he had expected. "Oh, or, maybe it's time to find where I'm actually at first."

Word Count: 359| Green= Weegee, Pink= Caitlyn, Blue= Kevin, Red= James, Black= Elder, Orange= NPC's

by requiem of <remoor>

[Aurora]

The sounds and cries of the avian fauna flew overhead, the burning star above bathing the earth below in its light. What happened? What was going on? Is this reality or just some twisted dream? All these questions and more raced through the head of a somewhat diminutive lass who sat alone in one of the many trees. “Am I really dreaming or is this actually Elder Tales…?” she asked rhetorically, unable to wrap her head around this questionable reality. Aurora touched herself from head to toe, feeling every curve on her body. Her body had felt real enough, but she still couldn’t be quite sure. If she had to be dreaming, this was the most vivid dream she’d ever have. In the real world, she would’ve been at her desk sleeping the day away in class.

With a soft sigh, she looked to her hip only to see that a little crossbow freely dangling. She lifted her little hand into the air and braced her round face, “Please…don’t let this hurt much.” In one swift movement, she swung her hand against her cheek with a loud thud. Stinging pain…nothing but stinging pain, like the kind you get from having a dentist drill into your cavity. She fell out of her tree, crying and whimpering while touching her blushed cheek. “This is real, I guess….ow,” she cried as she rubbed her throbbing cheek with care. Though she had reconciled to this being her new reality, she still wasn’t too convinced. She needed one more factor to prove this is real, but it wasn’t like something like that was just going to randomly appear at the drop of a hat. That is, until she heard the squeals of a pack of animals that sounded to be of the swine variety.

Aurora looked to and fro, looking for the source of these familiar sounds. She happened upon a single person fighting a pack of wild boars by their lonesome. For a second, her previous life back on the farm flashed before her eyes. Maybe it was a case of homesickness? She carefully watched the male player’s movement, just blatantly staring at him in amazement. Though, it wasn’t really the person himself that had her mystified, more rather it was his tail that was elegantly fluttering about with each movement. After he was done pummeling the pack of pachyderms, she ghosted over to the male player’s side and hug onto his tail.

She slowly stroked her cheek against the soft fur of the tail, becoming entranced by its welcoming warmth. “It must be a crime somewhere to feel this happy and content, this world is real after all,” she said in complete and total bliss, paying no heed to the owner of the tail she was groping to her heart’s content. The way her thick cherry locks brushed against her skin as a soothing breeze waltzed on by, along with the soft pillowiness of the tail was almost enough to go to sleep on the spot. She sat there coddling the stranger’s tail as a parent would to their child, completely oblivious to his apparent existence.

Count 'em:523
Jams:Great Escape-Cinema Staff
Ramblings:Don't mind me~
Willing Victims:Weegee

coded by benetnasch of ET

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

As refreshing an experience as beating a few pigs was for an early morning, nothing would have prepared him for the sudden feeling he would have after a brief contact with his tail. His face flushed instantly as he cried out in, well, practically a moan as he turned to look at who was there. To his surprise, he found not a monster, but a red haired female grasping onto his tail, practically cuddling it. He began to squirm restlessly as his second tail showed itself, patting her on the head gingerly. "U-Uh... E-Exc-excuse me... C-Can you s-stop f-for a moment?" His voice wavered, he was practically being played with in a way that he had never experienced before, the sensation of his tails being handled was, well, intoxicating, but in a weird sort of way. The strangest feeling ever for a guy who both never had a girlfriend or even knew what the internet was truly for.

If she stayed attached to his tail for any longer he'd practically fall to his knees and kind of curl up, his face completely red for once in his life. Even though he was already starting to turn cherry red now, he was trying to get her to let go of his tail so he could focus. He couldn't figure out what was happening, or even why he felt this way just from simple contact with his tails. It was like the feeling of getting the book you've always wanted, but better. Like thanksgiving dinner with the grandmother that always took care of you, but somehow deeper. And the noises his body wanted to make, they were embarrassing and strange, he just couldn't wrap his head around them at all. Especially not with her wrapped around his tail like she was. "I... T-This is r-really weird... S-Stop m-making me feel strange p-p-please..." His words nearly came out as moans as he spoke, barely able to control his voice, let alone stop his body from shaking slightly. It truly was a crime for anyone to feel this good.

Word Count: 345| Green= Weegee, Pink= Caitlyn, Blue= Kevin, Red= James, Black= Elder, Orange= NPC's

by requiem of <remoor>

[Aurora]

As she rubbed her cheek against the furry appendage, random broken sounds kept entering her ears. With every gentle caress and every stroke, this annoying groaning that kept beating against her eardrums became more and more apparent. With every stroke, the sound grated on her nerves more and more until she was broken out of her stupor. She looked up to the male from where she sat, her eye twitching upon making contact with his blushing face. Such a disgusting sight…who was this guy and why the hell was he blushing? She turned up her nose and let out a short snarl, “Who the hell are you? What do you want? A Valentine’s card or something? Beat it.” She went back to stroking ever inch of the fluffy tail, still unaware of what she was doing to him.

She looked back to the perverted blushing man with contempt, a low pitched growl started to roll from her little chest. Her lycanthropic characteristics becoming more evident, she was ready to bite his head off. The ears that sprouted from on top of her head along with her very own tail that emerged from her rear stood on end. Her eyes had followed the length of the tail to the end of the male’s back; her face became flushed from her embarrassment. She had become so enamored with his tail, that she had ignored the existence of the owner of this magnificent creature.

Her fingers started to tremble, “U-uh-uhh….I’m sorry. So, so, so very sorry.” She tripped over her words, barely able to make a coherent word. She furiously scratched her head from her embarrassment, I can’t believe I just made an idiot of myself and on top of that let my old anger problems show, she thought. “It’s just that after randomly coming here, I had a total lapse in judgment,” she said after quickly standing to her feet and bowing. She started to whimper, trying to cover her flushed face with her hands.

Count 'em:333
Jams:Raised by Wolves
Ramblings:Whatcha looking at, bub?
Willing Victims:Weegee

coded by benetnasch of ET

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

The person who latched onto his tail seemed to snap at him, which was almost as confusing as what having his tail grabbed felt like. Once she had released his tail though, he was able to slowly get rid of the feeling and calm down again. "My name's Weegee, and I just wanted you to let go of my tail. Thanks for doing so, and its alright, everyone has a way of dealing with all of this going on." As he spoke he held onto his two tails, as if wary of her trying to take hold of either of them again. Though she did seem at least somewhat genuine with what she said.

"Anyways, why not focus on your own tail, it's a lot fluffier than mine it seems. Anyways, what even brings you to this part of the woods, and, perhaps do you still know which way the road is?" He looked around to see if he could find any noticable land marks, of which he personally found zero. With a sigh, as his face lost the last remaining bit of color in his pale complexion. "And what are you talking about, Valentine's day is here already? Wow, have I really been here that long already?" He rubbed his head, trying to recount the days he had spent in this world. "Well, doesn't matter anyways, was a poor holiday anyways." He would start walking into the woods if she didn't really know which way the road was, but if she said she did, he would follow her for a bit to get there, holding his tails the whole time.

Word Count: 271| Green= Weegee, Pink= Caitlyn, Blue= Kevin, Red= James, Black= Elder, Orange= NPC's

by requiem of <remoor>

[Aurora]

She exhaled a bit of her breath, trying to regain her composure. She couldn’t believe she let her anger slip for even a second, guess this new world had her even more on edge than she originally thought. She looked back up to the fox tail after he had introduced himself, “Ah, right. My name is Aurora, nice to meet’cha.” After taking a moment to register her surrounds, she was indeed inside the game, Elder Tales, a smartass grin creased across her face. She was in a world where she didn’t have to worry about school, the stuck up wretches that made school a living hell, though she would miss her family. “It’s not like I have problem with this place in the least, I just don’t like things randomly happening,” she said with a laugh.

She didn’t notice until Weegee had pointed it out, but a tail of her very own was wagging behind her. She scratched her head at the little oddity and felt a pair of furry obstructions, jutting from her head. Ears? These were ears, right? She also noticed that her canines were a bit thicker than before, guess she unconsciously took on her race’s characteristics when she was having her little spat with Weegee before. “I came way out here to think, but I heard someone nearby and thought I might as well take a look at who it was, as for the way back…I have no idea. I don’t typically think about where I’m heading, I just like the journey, I guess,” she followed him as he looked around here, there, and so forth. She trotted along behind the fox tail, thinking it would be good for her to be social. Based off his tone about the holiday, she tilted her head a bit. “What never got a Valentine or something? Was your mom the only Valentine you’d get?”

Count 'em:315
Jams:The Phoenix
Ramblings:Want some chocolate?
Willing Victims:Weegee

coded by benetnasch of ET

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

He nodded in agreement with her views on the world, as he began walking the opposite way to town. "Nice to meet you as well, Aurora. And I can agree, the place here is quite, well, wonderful. Though the fact that we were just suddenly part of the game as, well, quite a shocker. I wonder just how many people are trapped in here as well." As he thought of that, a single bead of sweat fell down his face, before he leaped into the trees for a moment, and came back down with a slight thud. "Seems there's a clearing up ahead with some berries. If you haven't got any place in mind I'm heading there for a rest. Feel free to tag along."

Feeling slightly more comfortable that he was not going to be assaulted at the tails once more, h let go of them as he pushed his way through the forest, mulling over a few things before he answered Aurora's question. With a sigh, he pushed out into the clearing as he gave his answer. "No, not even my mother would give me a Valentine's card or even remote notice on said day. It always happened to turn into a game of run from the pale boy, even in high school." Without the slightest change in his blank expression, he turned away from her and began to pick a few berries. He rather hated bringing up depressing memories, but when asked, he didn't have a reason not to tell really. A slow rumble of thunder echoed off in the distance as he popped a few of the blue berries into his mouth. "Hmm, well, the berries taste alright, pretty natural flavor at least. I'll be back in a moment, checking on the weather."

With that, he leaped onto the closest and tallest tree in the clearing, leaping from branch to branch all the way to the top. There, he could see the black and gray clouds building up into a dens thunderhead. He began his descent quickly and once he reached the ground, began looking through his inventory. "Seems we'll have maybe twenty minutes before we get soaked. Just enough time really." He activated his Quick Construction skill as he pulled out a few pieces of building material and got to work. It would be a small shack, something just big enough for the both of them to fit into without being awkwardly close. He even made sure to add in a wooden floor about two inches above the ground to help keep them dry. Weegee climbed in and sat down as the dull roar of rain could be heard approaching. "Feel free to take the other side if you'd like." He was pressed up against the side wall, so that she'd have plenty of room, especially considering the difference in their statures.

He would watch the rain for a bit, enjoying once more the pleasurable sound and sight that storms provided, even as lightning and thunder danced across the forest's sky. "So then Aurora, I guess you'd be quite the charmer back in the real world. Probably miss having people flood you with Valentines cards and all, huh?" He spoke as he stared out at the rain, whether or not she was inside the little shack or out in the rain he'd still ask his question without even a hint of sarcasm, as it was asked in complete sincerity.

Notes: Will edit in the color when I'm not on my shitty laptop. Word Count: 574| Green= Weegee, Pink= Caitlyn, Blue= Kevin, Red= James, Black= Elder, Orange= NPC's

by requiem of <remoor>