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@Regitnui I love that name... but naughtiness needs to change to nefariousness.

@thewizardguy I could easily see that happening. With some work I'll see about PMING you details so we can bring the NEW Love Muffin to the height of power, so that we may rule over the world with and iron fist... yet soft and moist interior...

Also sorry about being MIA for so long life was being a butt. But on a positive note the new IT movie is legit.
@thewizardguy I'd be good for that! Especially to make a sort of Coalition of Evil-Doers Against Goodie-Goodie Two-Shoes Heroes or CEDAGGTSH for short.
I've got a few ideas ranging from basically Lex Luther, to Shadowmancer, to Corrupting Virus... type... guy. But either way it goes down I want to have something strong on my side to deal with all of these valiant heroes. Not in the sense of like... I'm an all powerful God. But liek expendable resources that heroes can fight and beat without me feeling like I'm spending vital things and I can't make much happen for a minute. Ya know?
Howdy ya'll. I saw your RP and liked the premise surrounding it. Similarly I recognize quiet a few of the names here. I also can see that the cast is quiet extensive, so I figured I'd ask if there are still open spaces for new guys? I do have a request though, may a be a villian with henchmen/a power that makes henchmen?
Fenix "Blyze" Lyranis
Location: Vrondi Castle, aboard the Fotian Airship
Interacting With: @Rai

Fenix had a day, but what made it all better was the night that followed. The airship flew through the skies towards Vrondi Castle and on the way he had the fortune of meaning two lovely ladies by the names of Rena and Lorain and as luck would have it they took a bit of a liking to him. One perk of being a Fotian was the liberating freedom that the kingdom embraced and that includes the free act of love. With the flirtations going splendidly and the following acts going better yet he was treated to an active night with plenty of loud noises and quiet the mess to deal with in the morning as he opened his groggy eyes. To his right was Rena, the beautiful warrior woman who brought the same vigor she has in battle as in bed it would seem. Mostly due to the fact that he may have some claw marks on his back well into the coming week. Then turning to his left he say Lorain, the dexterous preforming who's flexibility shattered all realm of normal human reaches. The positions they had... no experience will ever be as adventurous.

Though as he looked at the beauties he made the mistake of looking at the time. The ship had landed and the royals were just beginning to make their escape to solid ground. That in turn meant he'd have to leave, though it would be such a shame to leave these blessings to the world of beauty without saying goodbye and so he remained in bed with them, curling around to Rena and running a hand down her naked frame, giving her neck a subtle kiss that had proven enough to stir her from sleep. "You wake my bedroom warrior..." He whispered out to her returning senses.

Though before long he was the victim of a foreign touch as Lorain had stirred as well, running her arms over his sore shoulders. "And you as well my champion..." she said at first, but looking to the clock she let out a sigh, "I wish you could stay... I want more..." She finished, running her soft and tender hands across his body.

"I know and I wish I could spend the rest of the week here, but I have an audience to meet." Fenix started to say, turning to face Lorain and return the exploratory favor. Though before long he had to rise from the bed, "I do hope to see the both of you among those crowds. In fact I'll be offended if you aren't there... Can you promise me that much?" He posed to the pair. Rena nodded and firmly gripped his hind end, again asserting a almost pathological need to assert some level of strength, but he kinda enjoyed that about her. Lorain on the other hand chimed up to say, "You have my word..."

From that point on he had gotten dressed in those damned layers given to him by the Fotian royals. So stuffy and constricting, but it was what he had to deal with when dealing with such crowds. Taking his peace from the beauties in his room he began to walk through the halls of the airship to the offloading stairs that let him set foot into a grand and beautiful castle that much like all the others he ran across on the way to here, was made to embody beauty. As great and true as the Fotian people and world is, it is still a great and wide world with such varied wonders.

Fenix had missed the first part of the meet which appeared to be just winding up some possible tensions as well as greetings and that was ok in his books. He was a racer and all this racial, political, and warring friction was a foreign and somewhat bothersome topic for him. Not that he couldn't follow it, just that he wasn't a fan of such underhanded actions. Why not settle things with simple tests of ability like running. Though as things wound down quiet quickly he looked to see the great gates of Castle Vrondi open up and reveal the interior hall that was to hold the host of guests. The music, the food, the architecture, the diversity, and of course the great diversity of women, were all wonderful things to his various senses. Treating himself to a few delicacies and indulging himself of the foreign culture he made his presence know around the hall, introducing himself to royals, nobles, and all the other attendants while also greeting those who recognized him at a glance. Many of whom were Fotians, but the championship title travels across the world, so many others from different kingdoms saw fit to let him join their royal parties. Funny how far a simple thing like a title goes.

At that stage the party had evolved from a simple gathering to a show as a woman dressed with scant leaves and vines that left nothing to the imagination did wonders with seeds and vines, turning the stage into a work of art in motion, not to mention showing off her own artistic body. Barely able to take his eyes off of Luxia he was only able to break contact when approached by a few individuals who recognized him. Though through it all he couldn't help but think constantly about his internal dislike for these stacked garments. And while it would be rude to spur a gift, he figured it wouldn't be so bad to shed at least the jacket and perhaps the vest... So in that moment he started to undress after taking to a less filled corner, in the hopes of not being mistaken for a male stripper. Leaving himself garbed in only his split vest, showing off his toned chest and arms to all onlookers, carrying his jacket under his left arm. Now this was his kind of place. Finally comfortable and still among all the wonders of a foreign gathering.
My heart breaks to know that this RP is heading out. But Much like Bubblegum I did enjoy the ride while it lasted. Maybe one day we can find another RP to play in again because you guys rock!
It's official. This RP is on definite hiatus. Until further notice it's to be considered closed and inactive. It's been a ride everybody and I am glad to have played this far with you all!
Accepted Landaus. Glad to see you around, but I now need to think of how to get you IC. I think it would be best to just retcon that she was on the crew the entire time. Makes life easier.
Ariah Acrana

Ariah heard her words and it was in that moment he felt that spark nearby, tracing her light back to her soul, seeking out it's source. It was still hard and required a large portion of concentration, but at the end of the day he had his answer and a new found connection to her. She was... sweet. A little... something else and it wasn't all good, but the sweet and nice out shined what little bad she had trying to peak out.

When she turned around with a flourish and started to walk away he saw the style and grace she had and there was something there. The way she gestured him on and the way she walked, it drew his eyes to her hind end which in turn made him unconsciously nod in approval. After all she was HOT! Of course in his mind he'd show something of the matter, but who could blame him? Seeing a nice girl, with a body like that, and after making a gesture like she did. He was only Human after all!

Though regardless she was right, he followed her, perhaps looking at her hind end for a bit too long before snapping his attention back up to the back of her head. Picking up his pace again to walk alongside her, "I need to thank you again for this. I guess it shows how far I plan ahead, so... Well I'm glad you were hear to save me from a lonely life on this island." He said, trying to spark up some side conversation. After all if he was going to join her on the ride back to the mainland they had mind as well become friends right?

Jake Cross

Jake drew in close like Isis, but he was not nearly as close as she was as he inspected his reflection. Seeing his other self walk around and pace about as the real Jake stood still. It was disturbing and eerie, but at the same time mesmerizing, like he wanted to draw in and see this wonder closer. All as his reflection continued to walk and gesture for him to come closer, just as all the other reflections did to their respective owners. Each and every one reaching out against the invisible barrier that kept them apart. This is what held Jake's attention as his fellows talked about hookers and Russian Roulette, finding the second idea to be quiet accurate with what they were doing right now.

This is turn gave Jake something to district himself as he did see Isis and Bastet roam around the statue, inspecting it over, but they quickly went out of view. It didn't seem like much of a bother to Jake given that it appeared to just be some hunk of obsidian carved by The Other and normally when things like this existed they'd have some sort of inward reaction to it given how The Other worked, so this was a right proper marvel and one that needed to have the attention it demanded each time it blast a hole in the sky.

It was about then he started to hear active protests and loud shouting directed at Isis and before he could look to see her his reflection vanished, just as everybody else's did, leaving by fading into nothing. With his reflection gone he looked over to see Isis lay her hand upon the obsidian surface and in that moment Spook reach out to try and yank her away, but it was too late...

In a sudden surge and flash of red, pulsing energy Isis' hand was sucked into the statue, violently jerked up to the wrist and held like it was actually encased in stone. As the sudden magical surge happened Isis would be able to look up and see all of her friends on the other side looking at her. Their cold, empty eyes looking blankly into her soul as they waited for her to come into their world. All as her body was forced through the black glass barrier and violently pulled into it every few seconds, yanking her arm more and more as she seemed to fade through the solid structure more and more each time. Seeing this Jake rushed over to help Spook try and pull her away as she drew closer and closer to her fate. Though as he grasped onto Isis and pulled, he felt the great strength of whatever magic was pulling her in.

Isis would feel each grasp and pull, dragging her against her will into the dark structure despite the best efforts of her real friends. All while the pain of being phased into the statue washed and racked into her frame. It was unbearable as she was consumed by the cold touch of the stone.

The reflections on the other side saw her hand break through the cusp of the glass and in that moment they lunged for it, changing in guise to black eyed monsters each taking on a much darker visage than they had previously. Their hungry eyes showing their true intentions as Isis' arm was brought in to the shoulder. Any other limb she placed on the rock was also sucked in, dragging her by more than just her arm towards the radiated statue. Similarly as it did her veins would glow a potent red as it felt like all of her blood was being sucked from her body and into the statue.

Yet through all of this she wasn't in yet and Jake was determined to drag her out, no matter what it took, so as he wrapped his muscled arms around her chest and pulled with all his might, he yelled back to the rest of the team, "Help me!" in a final attempt to save her life.
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