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@Sailorsadie

Your character is fine, however we would like to ask you to replace your human form with an anime/art image as stated within the character sheet. Once this is resolved you are accepted.



Rafiq nodded vigorously, keeping pace with the oni easily as she flipped over rocks and debris in search of... something. She called them rat-man, bringing to light a rather crucial fact. "Ah, I haven't introduced myself! So rude, so rude, so terribly rude. I am Rafiq, the most famous of thieves on the surface! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintances oni woman who's name I do not know!" They swiftly moved to Jukati's other side as she flipped over a large boulder, picking up what looked to be the tip of a spear and shoving it into their sack.

"What do I want? Well, I very much want to know your name, would be quite nice. Quite nice, quite nice, but more importantly! I want to work with you, you seem like someone who could always use a friend!" They moved in front of Jukati now, an excited look in their narrowed eyes as they motioned wildly with their arms. "It would be very beneficial for the both of us, beneficial, good! You are strong, can fight many without breaking sweat! But you are big as well, it would be difficult to squeeze through cell bars or small windows for you! That is where I come in, Rafiq is very good at squeezing into tight spaces. I am also quiet, I am good at sneaking around and stealing. This sounds like mutually beneficial, beneficial, good, partnership yes?" Rafiq peered at Jukata, hoping they were getting through to her. These oni, they were sometimes so very stubborn. It was hard to make deals with them, harder still to get away from an angry one.

And then, the drow showed up. One couldn't see it under their mask, but Rafiq's face grew weary as soon as the drow showed up. "I do not see your name, name, title, upon that which I take. Only dead fools and dogs owned these, and now the grave owns them. As they say in human culture, finders keepers, losers weepers. Losers, failures, worms." Rafiq shot back as Willowa tried to claim everything here was hers. "Regardless, I do not sell garbage to oni woman. I sell my talents, talents, abilities." And here comes the sales pitch. Now listen, Rafiq didn't have anything against drow personally. But negotiating with them was always a pain, they were a greedy people who would work to wring every copper they could out of you. But Rafiq had experience negotiating with drow, many a painting had been sold to a drow after it had been stolen.

"Hold Willow of Tornas!" They called out, scurrying over to the drow and closely inspecting the concoction. "I trust you are not trying to play the oni for the fool, this potion is certainly authentic upon first glance, but you tell us so little of it! For how long does it last, does it have side effects, how much stronger does it make you? To be big is a boon certainly, but it sounds too good to be true. True, bona fide, authentic." Rafiq narrowed their eyes at the drow, backing away towards Jukata and standing in front of her with arms crossed. "And if there is one thing I have learned in life, it is that if something sounds too good, good, nice, alright, to be true. It usually is."
Goomie



The air shifted subtly, well perhaps not so subtly for every human around, but subtly for Goomi. Her attention shifted from the building she was knocking over, gotta see if humans were in there, to the GMG hovering above the warehouse nearby, looking quite intimidating and scary for everyone around surely. Her face was deadly serious, many would probably be able to read the mood and see that perhaps it was time to pay attention to the GMG who appeared in response to Goomi.

Goomi could not read the mood. In fact she probably couldn't read. The giant slime smiled and waved a goopy arm at the bird, before focusing her attention back on the building. Gotta find the humans, cute little guys were hiding everywhere. Oh look, there's one hiding under the desk! Silly little thing, they just looked the absolute cutest while they were trembling and staring up at her with those big ol eyes. Her mouth opened wide as she ducked her head inside, drowning the entire floor with goop and scooping up the human into her 'mouth.' And as she straightened back up, a heavy sack of something collided with her face, limply plopping into the surface of her body and slowly sinking in. Then a cloud of something kind of floated onto the surface of her body. Kind of anti climactic really, especially as it began to dissolve with a sizzle.

Goomi turned towards Ferret with a confused expression, looking around for whatever had just done that. Than she spotted him. Her lips stretched out into a smile as she spotted the cute little human with his cute clothes, bubbling her way towards him as she stretched out her arm to pick him up and-

A spout of flame impacted with her head, drying the cement that had been mixing. Ultimately this meant little as the cement nearly instantly dissolved, but what was much more important was the way her slime boiled upon contact with fire. Goomi let loose a gurgly scream as she flinched away, before glaring at the meanie human who just did that. You're not allowed to be that cute and be that mean! She was gonna have to punish her for that when they got back to the island. Her arm swung through the air with surprising speed, crashing through the building Akari and Ferret were standing on from below as Goomi annihilated each and every floor of the building in her uppercut, a cute pout on her face to showcase her current mood.




Meanwhile with Utena... things were not going quite as planned. Three GMGs in a day sounded great on paper, they were all so cute and huggable and cute and big! But she wanted to be ready ahead of time, she had just arrived at home when she got the call about Goomi! So she had to jump back in her car, a luxury she could afford as a commander within the MFF, fight through traffic, thankfully easy since everyone was driving away from the GMG, and put on her gear while she drove, which was really rather stressful and she might have scratched herself with one of her wings!

And then when she finally arrives on the scene, she sees not only Goomi, but Terrorkeat there too! EVERYTHING IS SO STRESSFUL AND CRAZY AND WONDERFUL TODAY! Utena's face flattened out as she tried to process everything that was going on, eventually shaking her head and moving towards what she knew right now. Terrorkeat was intelligent, she had no idea if Goomi was. So Utena activated her jetpack and took off towards Terrorkeat, ready to try and coordinate with the GMG to figure out what the hell was going on. She arrived soon enough, waving her arms as she buzzed around the avian's face to get her attention.

"Hey! What are you doing here!? Did you bring her with you or something!" She glanced over at Goomi, noticing all the humans floating around inside of her. The usual for Goomi. Oh, there's a question. "And why does she keep kidnapping people!?" She was doing her best to keep her voice down so nobody else heard her, but people would definitely notice the fact that she was just hovering in front of Terrorkeat without attacking. The boys back at the base would probably assume she was having a heated stare down with the GMG.



Rafiq understood, Rafiq understood what the shaking and chaos and long silence meant. Rafiq understood what it meant for chains to break, for bars to bend, Rafiq understood what came next. This was the chance for freedom, the chance for freedom that everyone was waiting for, the chance for freedom that Rafiq had been waiting for. So they escaped their cell, they wandered the lagoons to search for that which could help them escape. They found many things they needed, they also found many things they didn't need. A sack was a good start, they would use that to carry around that which they found. Rafiq had found rusty swords and daggers, these were of little use to Rafiq but they could always be traded over to the next desperate inmate looking for a weapon. Rafiq understood, that one rat's trash was another's treasure, so they always kept that which they found. It was easy to carry regardless, people underestimated the value of a utility magic when it came to surviving within the Abyss.

Rumors were aplenty of there being weapons in this particular lagoon, and while Rafiq had no use for such violent things, they could always sell these weapons or trade them away to other prisoners. Perhaps if Rafiq gathered enough weapons, they could build up a gang to protect them, supplying them weapons in exchange for protection. Yes yes, this was a good plan, a very good plan on Rafiq's part. And so they ventured forth into the lagoon, a lonely and dreary place, a very damp place. It reminded Rafiq of home in some senses, much of the Abyss did. Rafiq still preferred above ground, humans were much more fun than all this prison.

Eventually Rafiq did stumble across something interesting, a trail of broken werewolves with swords and spears. Rafiq made sure to pick them up and stuff them in their sack, good for selling later, very good, but they also made sure to follow this trail to see where it lead. or more specifically, who it led to. Soon enough they found who they were looking for, a rather large and muscular oni who looked very very angry, yes very angry indeed. Rafiq scurried over, making sure to purposefully make noise so that they didn't think Rafiq was sneaking up on them, before slowing to a walk beside them. "Greetings friend, greetings! I see you too have freed yourself from your shackles, it looks like you've made quite the mess around here. You must be quite strong to have taken on so many of the guards, all by yourself no less!" They said to Jukati, slinging their sack over their shoulder as they looked up to the much taller oni. Rafiq themselves was only 4 foot even in the end, so they found themselves looking up at most people.
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Huh. Well I can see that happening for a great deal of creatures, but generally for angels and such to be fallen, it's usually because they rebelled or were cast out of their former heavenly or celestial abode and cut off from the one that made them, which is why I'm finding it somewhat difficult to write lore for Azrael as I kind of want to follow that formula but also want to avoid stepping on anyone's toes.

EDIT: I suppose I could go with a Council of Angels thing, but then the issue of lore becomes even more pressing because there is no common base as to what angels are, can be, or how they might be structured hierarchy wise.


Listen dude I'm gonna be real with ya here, you're thinking on this way too hard. There's no precedent being set here, no background lore you gotta follow strictly, you have full creative control in how you ended up in the Abyss. You can be thrown in the Abyss by anyone, anything, any society, literally whatever. You don't gotta make things so complicated, just say God threw you down to earth for angel crimes, then humans threw you into the Abyss for war crimes or something.


Takara stared at the candy for a moment, as if trying to comprehend the idea of candy just being given to him for free, before shrugging and popping it into his mouth and rolling it around with a lazy smile. "Thank you Miss Aria!" His words were a little slurred since he was talking with his mouth full and sleepy, but he was understandable enough regardless. Stuff happened, adults talked, then they were in a nice dark room, perfect for taking a nap. Which is just what Takara did, his face hitting the table near instantly as he contentedly sucked on his candy and cuddled up with his pillow.

"Hey now, I'll have you know that I am the first and only pirate fairy, and that also means I'm the best! Don't you go disrespecting my status as the queen of fairies and pirates, or I'll have to show you just how wrong you are~" Rose said provocatively as she moved up Itsuko's arm in a flash, whispering into her ear while caressing it gently. Kanbaru signalled Rose to follow her lead, prompting a sigh as the pirate fairy rolled her eyes.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road." She cracked her neck and stretched her arms, crouching down and then jumping off Itsuko's shoulder into a backflip, landing on the table and transforming in a poof of smoke back to her normal form. Her pose was provocative as she lay on her side on the table, head propped up on one hand, arm resting on elbow, legs spread ever so slightly as she stared the "President" down. "Hey now Mr President, there's no need to be in a rush~ Who cares about some boring old Umbral Games or whatever, you've got a whole room to ourselves, just you and a bunch of beautiful ladies with nothing but time on their hands." She glanced over at the sleeping child briefly, before looking back to the President. "Just gotta, move the kid~ Maybe your lovely assistant could help out while we, get to know each other better~?" Rose suggested as she shifted her position so she was now on all fours, leaning into the President's face while licking her lips erotically.
@AtomicNut

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