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7 days ago
Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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1 mo ago
A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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2 mos ago
Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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7 mos ago
Happy almost crisis!
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9 mos ago
it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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His body, her body — both embraced with each other. His hand hooked her leg, her arms wrapped around his body and his lips kissed her neck. Each second that passed, the kissing would get deeper, the passion more intense. Even as the steam from the hot water would cloud the clear glass doors, so would the sexual desire within them. Jaakuna would lift her up this time by gripping her hips with both of his arms. The manly strength of his essence would flow through her feminine lady charm. His lips would dig deeper and lower on her body as he would still hold her up. Each kiss would result in him repeating her name in pure lust.
The breakfast was quiet, awkward, and just about everything that Wesley would have expected it to be. From the very unfavorable meeting that Grant and Savayna had to the yelling and screaming that followed, Wesley was actually surprised that they would be able to stay in the same room without ripping each other’s face off. Still, the silence was better than that. Savayna quietly ate her food, but the conversation between Grant and Nadeline would soon break the silence. Both Wesley and Savayna would look over to Grant and Nadeline respectively. The two of them went back and forth about how neither of them could cook, but Grant seemed to know the basics.

Savayna would jump in this. “Well, looky here, you can’t cook, Pussy-Grant? I guess not a real man then.” She laughed.

Wesley’s eyes widened and mouth dropped. He couldn’t’ believe what he was hearing. A little part in him was laughing, but he couldn’t do that now could he? He IS a gentleman, after all. Wesley would just ignore what Savayna said and hew would, as Grant and Nadeline had pointed out, Jaakuna and Emiri were once again gone. He didn’t want a repeat of yesterday, so Wesley would just wait for them to come down instead of all of them barging in on them again.
Emiri was all for it, after all it was her idea. Jaakuna would see that she would get off the bed, naked body and all, as she would go to the bathroom, only to look back at Jaakuna as she would motion him to follow. Jaakuna, like some kind of giddy teenager, hopped off of his bed. He wouldn’t even bother with hiding his excitement. As the hot water would get started, the steam would take most of the visibility away. Jaakuna and Emiri would enter it. The shower itself was a pretty big one, as it could easily fit two or three people in it. So, Jaakuna and Emiri would easily be able to fit in just with the two of them.

While in it, Jaakuna would take her, grip her, embrace her with his arms as the water would soak the both of them in luke-warm water. He would start be leaning her against the white, texturlized wall of the shower, and start to kiss her neck while lifting her left leg his right arm as his hand would grip the outer parts of her knee area.
Grant was getting on her nerves the more he spoke and now he was acting like he was better than her. Seriously? He actually thinks he’s better than her. Oh, how wrong Pussy Grant will soon realize he is. The one thing that got under her skin the most, however, was his comment about her just being a female. Savayna could have let the fact that he was a douche pass, but the pure fact that he said her being a female just got under her skin more than anything. He would then go to the kitchen, completely ignoring her. Savayna just about had it, but she would rush past him, shoving him into the wall as she would enter the kitchen, but not before saying “Sexist jerk” as he passed by him.

As she would enter the kitchen, she would see Nadeline and Wesley. She would give a false smile to them. “Everything is fine, don’t worry.” She said.

Wesley raised an eyebrow. He didn’t believe her for one second. “In any case, eat up.” Wesley said
Emiri was teasing him on purpose and he…well he didn’t hate it, but he’s not used to it. Jaakuna was usually the one doing the teasing. She definitely was taking a change for the better, now wasn’t she? Jaakuna would definitely put this into his favor as she would playfully smile at him as she would suggest the two of them shower together and of all things to say to suggest that, she would steal the excuse that he gave to her when he first suggested that the day before. Jaakuna smiled at this as he liked this new version of Emiri. “As good as last night was, there’s always room for improvement. “ Jaakuna said, winking to Emiri. “Yes, I believe as a couple, we owe to ourselves to indulge in practice.” Jaakuna said just nodding, “besides, we’re killing two birds with one glorious stone, are we not?”
The nerve of this man. How dare he tell me to grow up!? Safe to say that Savayna was not happy with Grant, not in the slightest. His words to her about how it was indeed her fault sent anger chills down her spine. Even more so, he would go on to say that since Savayna also changed sides, that she’s a pussy. Her mouth dropped all the way down at this point. Like, he had the nerves of a fucking dumbass. Savayna has never been so offended in her life and it only got worse from here on out. “I’d watch that mouth of yours , Prince Pussy, less you wish to get knocked out by a girl again.” She said raising her fist, threatening him with it.
Looking at her, Jaakuna could see she was actually serious about whether she was good or not or whether she was good enough for him. Jaakuna had a blank expression on his face. He didn’t even know where to begin. Of course she was good enough. Actually, she was more than good enough. She was the best he’s ever had the pleasure of fucking, how could se even doubt that? Maybe cause it was her first time, but seriously how could she doubt it? Jaakuna would take her hands, which resulted in the blanket coming down and showing her bare chest. “Listen babe, you were more than ‘good enough’. I’ve never had someone entice me and seduce me in ways that you did. If you need any form of confirmation that you were more than ‘good enough’, feel this.” He said half-forcing her hands onto his chest. His heart pounding as looked into her eyes. “No one before gets my heart racing like you do.” Jaakuna said, “what we did last night was much more than just fucking. We made love — hot, passionate, lustful love — and if I could, I would relive every second of it.”
Nadeline had proceeded to leave Grant and Savayna to talk whatever it was they needed to talk about. As grant, obviously would speak, he would say that he was the one that should be throwing the punches. Savayna now stood there mouth dropped. Was he for real!? Savayna couldn’t believe the nerve of this guy. And now he would have the nerve to say that Savayna was the sole reason why he was almost executed. That raised the question on who exactly was at fault there.

“Umm, last time I checked, you failed dear Vincent. Not my fault you couldn’t foresee what I did to you. And let me just clarify. If you haven’t been such a grade-A dickwad, I wouldn’t have to had ‘betrayed’ you in the first place.” She would use air quotes when saying ‘betrayed’. “And besides, imagine MY surprise that I would bump into YOU here.” She would get closer to Grant almost wanting to punch him, but she remembered that little voice in her head ‘talk first, punch later’. So, she would lower her fist. “At the time of knocking your lights out, I didn’t know you were actually one of the good guys. Who would have known? The mighty manly man Grant was a fucking pussy underneath it all.” She was taunting him on purpose. Her words, the way she said them — all intentional. “You know what, that has a nice ring to it. “She said, “From here on out, you, Prince of Rozarria, will forever be known as Prince Pussy Grant!” She would say as she would laugh and laugh and laugh.
Jaakuna could clearly see how embarrassed she was. If not on her face itself, then by the way she was holding the blanket over her face. Jaakuna had a half-smile on his face. He looked at her, bringing the blanket from her head and seeing her face. He could see the embarrassment plastered clear across her face. Even as he would look at her, he could see that she was both embarrassed that he had said those things to her in the way that he did, and also she was angry with him for blatantly saying those things.

Jaakuna looked at her chuckling a bit. “You were the one that said it was alright that we go all the way.” Jaakuna said somewhat shrugging, “besides, who was I to say no?” At this point, Jaakuna was smiling both at the fact that last night was the first time they did it and based on her inexperience, it was her first time doing it. Period.
When Savayna had got and hit Grant right in the face, it was so hard that it knocked him out. That wasn’t enough for Savayna. She would soon go for some more, but then Nadeline got in the middle of her hitting Grant some more. She would yell out how he’s on their side. Savayna cocked her head to the side with a rather confused and puzzled look. First off, since when did Grant even have any other side that wasn’t his own and that begged the question when everyone lost their freaking marbles.

“What the fuck do you mean he’s on ‘our’ side?”
She asked Nadeline and Wesley.

Wesley would sigh. “Okay, you and I will go to the kitchen while Nadeline fixes up Grant.” He said, guiding Savayna to the kitchen.

When they got to the kitchen, they would sit down in two chairs. Wesley would start from the beginning. “Okay, so pretty much this is how it went.” He said, “When you told us that Vincent had Emiri, first off, we were pissed, as you can imagine. Jaakuna roared, he cried, he punched the ground and walls. It took myself and Nadeline to take him out of that rage fit. After that, Jaakuna went off on his own, which we assumed was to just relax. At the time, we didn’t know that he was going to contact his grandfatther, which--” He said, interrupted.

“JAakuna willingly contacted Hamut!?” Savayna said with widened eyes.

“Yes, now let me finish.” He said. Savayna huffed, arms crossed. “As I was saying, he contacted his grandfather, to which we met him at the Sandsea in Rabanastre. The meeting was direct and short from my perspective. Jaakuna pleaded his case and after some back-and-forth banter from both of them, they came to an understanding on the sole promise that Jaakuna would marry Emiri when everything with the war is settled. “ He said, “The plan was that Hamut would fake-arrest us and as we would be flown to Archades, we would be presented to Vincent — who is every bit of a douche that the rumors set him out to be. “Wesley laughed, “— and we were told about how we were to be his prisoners, but what I didn’t expect was he asked for Jaakuna to stay back. He beat Jaakuna worse than he did to you…much worse. Jaakuna was out for over 2 hours. He had broken arms, cracked ribs, his face was beat in. “ Wesley cringed at the thought of it. “Anyways, as for Grant, he too was Vincent’s prisoner and he told Grant that once Emiri was done with whatever he wanted her to do, he would slay her right in front of him, and of course made Grant switch sides.” Wesley said, “And after we got Emiri back, we got the hell out of dodge, and well there you have it. The rest I’m sure you can just piece together.”

Savayna couldn’t believe what she just heard. She didn’t know whether to go to Jaakuna and hug the guy or go to Grant and apologize. She just assumed the worst, but maybe she should have asked Grant what he was doing aboard the Ifrit and not punch first. She did know she had to apologize to him first, after thinking about it. “If you’ll excuse me.” She said as she got up, and went over to Nadeline and Grant. She would just be right there no doubt that Nadeline would give her some sort of nasty glare or look.
“It’s a date then/”

When Nadeline had made the comment about how he should teach her to cook, Wesley agreed. He would much rather enjoy a date with her just teaching her how to cook. Besides, everyone at least needs to know how to cook the basic stuff. Wesley would chuckle at this as he would properly set the table with everything. Just as he was about to finish up, Nadeline would make a note of some kind of commotion going on in the hall. Wesley would go with Nadeline to see what it was about.

When the two of them got there, Wesley looked on. He saw Savayna standing with a slightly bloody fist, and then he saw Grant, laid out. He shook his head. “Oh dear..” He said as he looked to Savayna who was just about to go after him again.
As Emiri would slowly open his eyes, Jaakuna was just staring at her. And then she yelped…loud. Jaakuna could hear every ounce of that screech and it made him rise up. She would look surprised, and soon she would slightly calm down. Though, she would raise the question on exactly what Jaakuna was doing staring at her, how long he had been doing it, and why he didn’t wake her up. All of those questions would soon be answered, but first he had to make sure his ears were still functioning. Shaking his head a few times, they worked.

Jaakuna looked to Emiri. “Well, you looked so cute sleeping there, I didn’t want to disturb you.” Jaakuna smiled, hoping that it would be enough for her. “Plus, in the position that we were in, I couldn’t really move without waking you up, and especially after last night. — WOWZA! You sure are bendy.” Jaakuna laughed, though he knew he was going to get it for that last one.
It’s been five hours since Vincent had ordered the killing of Emiri, Jaakuna, Grant, Wesley, and Nadeline. When he did, Levi was the one that would respond to that very order and sadly for her, she did not succeed. She of course got a head and a half chewed out of her from Vincent. He was not happy, and she knew he wouldn’t be. He was severely angry when he initially gave off the order, so this failing of her just added to that. Levi would take it all in silence. She would not speak unless she needed to. When he was indeed chewing her out, Levi could only think about how she was going to catch her prey. Once Vincent had finished giving her an earful, he dismissed her harshly. Of course she bowed to him and left.

After Levi left Vincent, she was approached by First Judge Hamut. “Can I help you, Judge Hamut?” Levi asked looking to him as she was outside of Vincent’s office.

‘Walk with me.” He said motioning her to follow him.

Levi would follow him without question. She did wonder what the First Judge would want with her. According to everyone else in Archadia, they viewed Levi as a snake, which is a compliment to her, actually. Levi uses the title of being a snake to her advantage. No one would know when she’ll double-cross someone or not. Though, as she followed Hamut, she would be led to a room just a floor down from the Seventh Floor — or also known as the floor that Vincent’s Office is at.

As she would enter it, the room itself was decorated with the top-of-the line Archadian design. The walls were plastered with a glorious and radiant blue and gold paint, laced with the Archadian Imperial Army Emblem throughout the room. The floor was graced with red and gold carpeting, drapes hung from the ceiling of royal blue and gold color with tassels hanging from the bottom of it. Furniture wise, there was desk near the balcony and several chairs were spread across the room. There were a few tables to go with those chairs.

When Levi was led in by Hamut, she could see that she was not the only one in the room. Also, she saw Forth Judge Magister Isaiah Ixion Darcone and Second Judge Magister Francis Fenrir Von Sicarius. Now Levi was intrigued. What exactly where four of the five judges doing all gathered together? Even more so, she found herself just wondering why Hamut brought her with him in such a secretive way.

“We’re all here.” Hamut said sitting at the desk.

“So, Hamut, you want to tell us why we’re all gathered here?” Francis said, raising an eyebrow to Hamut.

“I, too am curious grandfather.” Ixion would state.

“Yeah, out with it old man.” Levi pretty much demanded that of Hamut.

Hamut would chuckle and then clear his throat. “Okay then, I guess it’s time I explained myself.” He said as he looked upon the three judges, his single eye looking at them as his head was in a position where his fingers were covering most of it when his head was resting on them “I called you all here simply for one reason. To dethrone my grandson.” Hamut simply state.

Francis and Ixion were in shock. They couldn’t believe what they were hearing. “Grandfather, what are you talking about?”

Before Hamut would speak, Levi would just laugh uncontrollably. Her laughs would prompt Francis and Ixion to look back at her with expressions that would say ‘what is so goddamn funny?’ Levi would eventually stop laughing, though near the end of it, she still had slight chuckles. “Do you really need him to explain it any further? The great Hamut wants to plan a coup “ She said as that’s obviously what Hamut was saying.

Francis turned back to Hamut. “Please don’t tell me you’re serious, Brandon? Surely you jest.” Francis was in a bit of disbelief.

Hamut laughed at Francis’ words. “I’m sure I don’t. My grandson Vincent has ruled far too long and I, for one, am not going to sit idly by while he runs my country to the ground.” Hamut stated as he stood up.

Ixion was still in a bit of disbelief, even more so than Francis. He just couldn’t believe what his grandfather was saying. Even after hearing his reasoning, how would it even happen? Even more so, who would rule in Vincent’s place. It was all just too much for Isaiah to handle. “Please, Grandfather, you must rethink--”

“I most certainly will not! I am tired of my foolish grandson making all the wrong decisions. Archadia has been driven in the wrong direction for so long. It’s time that we Judges finally stand up for our beliefs.” Hamut stated.

Ixion understood what his grandfather was talking about, but he didn’t like it.

Levi stepped forward. “I don’t care about your reasoning for doing this. I’m already in.” Levi said smiling.

Francis looked to Levi with a glare of sorts, then turning back to Ixion as he would see the confused look on the boy. Francis then thought about how this could go — both north and south — and it all could just be interesting. Then, he would turn his gaze to Hamut. “Should Isaiah and myself agree to do this, how do you plan we go about it and who would you have rule in his place? It is my understanding that the only people who could are Vincent’s older brother, Jackson and his much older half-brother, Roman — both of which are going to be difficult to persuade, mainly Jackson.” Francis stated.

Hamut smirked. “You’re very informative, Francis. You’re right on all counts. Those are the only two who can step up to the plate. And yes, you’re right about Jackson being a bit difficult, but Roman would be easier I think. It’ll be easier once I inform him myself about everything.” Hamut said.

Francis smiled. He didn’t think Hamut had thought of everything. “It seems you indeed have taken this all into consideration.” He said, “very well then, I will too join in on this, as I am also growing tired of your grandson’s idiotic actions.” Announced Francis as he pretty much said he’s in on the coup.

Hamut was pleased. He turned his attention to his grandson in the room. “Isaiah, you’re the only one who has yet to agree. This cannot happen unless you’re on board too.” Hamut stated.

Ixion was still divided on joining in. On one hand, he wanted his cousin out of power, but at what cost? He did love Vincent cause he was family, but he didn’t want him to be dethroned just like it was nothing. There’s also the matter of recent events and how he found out that there’s a slim chance of his Uncle Simon being alive. The pressure was on Ixion to do what it appeared to be the right thing at the moment. He didn’t know what to do.

Hamut could see the trouble in the boy’s eyes. He would speak on that. “I know you’re confused, but this IS for the best. It’s better for you, for me, for everyone in this room, and for your country. “ Hamut said.

Ixion now felt so pressured into doing it, but he had no choice. “Fine, I’m in.” He said agreeing, though there was still some reluctance in his voice.

“Good, now we’ll start by purposely failing at any task that Vincent will give any of us.” He said, “But for now, we depart and pick things up tomorrow. Understood?”

Everyone gave a nod to Hamut as they each would depart from the room and Hamut would stay in it. “Soon everything will go according to plan.”
The morning was here and boy was it early. In Jaakuna’s room, there laid Emiri and Jaakuna — under the covers and cuddled up to each other. They were facing each other, wrapped in each other’s arms. Bodies were so close to each other that their heads were nearly against each other. Their lips were actually pressed against each other. If someone were to walk in, they would only see from their arms and up as they were both under the covers. As they laid there, Jaakuna slowly woke up, blinking his eyes a few times and there he saw Emiri. He dared not move. He did not want to move from this current position. Even if he wanted to, he would probably wake up Emiri on the slightest movement. So, he was definitely stuck for the time being.

Meanwhile, down below, everyone was just getting situated to the morning light. They would each find themselves waking up at different times and in different ways. Wesley didn’t know about the others, but it would seem he was the first one to be awake. So, like the day previous, he would start by making some coffee, prepared a good breakfast that included Cockatrice Eggs(fried), Dire Wolf Steak(medium rare), Wild Wheat Bread(butter on the side), Viera Potatoes(from the Viera homeland, and an assortment of chopped fruit. No doubt the smell would bring everyone to the kitchen.]

As everything was happening, at the Medic Bay, Savayna found herself waking him. After a full day of being out of action, she was finally at full strength and she found herself allured by a familiar smell. She plopped up from the bed she was on and groggily walked her way to the kitchen. It would only take her a good five or so minutes to walk to the kitchen, but before she could even get to the kitchen she would bump into some one. That woke her up. “Oh, sor--” When she looked up at who it was, her eyes widened, fists clenched up into balls. “YOU!!!” She shouted as she threw her left arm up to his face and POW! Right in the kisser it went.
I welcome it with open arms and a stack of money. :3
Kissshot said
That's a similar theme to what I was planning, so I like it. I intended to just start with everyone receiving an invitation or letter or whatever trope I decided was best before having them follow through with it, but that's the same idea, only it starts us off quicker.

Most likely we'll all start in NYC or any other well-known American hub, just because I think it's more likely for such an odd bunch to meet and congregate there

Edit: Sorry for any weirdly worded sentences or run ons, I mostly respond to the OOC on my cell


I don't know about anyone else, but for my dear Frankie, that works perfectly since he is, after all, a somewhat-big time Wall Street dude. :D
When Nadeline would begin to answer Wesley’s question about her mother’s illness. It seemed that she didn’t have the specifics, but Grant would step in on that department. Wesley listened to Grant and soon he began to feel really bad for both of them. He could handle it if his own mother was in that condition. Wesley just now realized how strong Nadeline and Grant really are. For them to not be broken and down cause of her mother and his sister is amazing. Grant would finish and say that she was getting better on some days.

Wesley would speak about it, but Nadeline would just go on to say how her mother is one of the most beautiful woman of all in Rozarria and then she would make a comment on how her and Emiri are lucky. Wesley chuckled at that. “Ah yes, I would be inclined to agree with you, Nadeline.” Wesley chuckled nervously, knowing that Grant would no doubt shoot him a ‘I’m watching you’ look. Wesley would cough slightly. “Your Aunt Justine is Emiri’s mother, correct?” He asked Nadeline.
She would look at him some more and he would do the same to her. She would then take her index finger and trace it along his lip. Jaakuna would just look at her while she did this. Then, as she would take away her finger away from his lips, she would then replace it with hers as a deep kiss was planted. Jaakuna had given these kinds of kisses for a while now, so it was weird for him to be on the opposite end of it. Not like it was a bad kind of weird. He felt relaxed, he felt happy. The fact that she was the one kissing him meant a whole lot to Jaakuna. Maybe others would see it as him being too submissive, but he saw it as her finally realizing the he’s the one for her. Jaakuna had known she was the one for him, but now she returned the favor truly. In a response to her kissing him, Jaakuna wrapped his arms gently her lower back. He wouldn’t tug her closer or anything. It was just something that felt completely natural. He would let her take charge this time.
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