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Bright_Ops said
For those playing at home, this is what Magus's voice sounds like:He is, of course, the hooded figure.
Is that they guy that plays Magneto?
Tempted to do a recording of that song >3>
Jiras eye twinkled when he looked at the little girl when she made her request, then back up to Matt. He was quiet; mulling things over clearly when he knelt down to Romanis level. He took his pack out and rifled through it until he found what he was looking for. Setting up beside their stand on a little mat, Jira held his lute in his lap. He wave Romani and Matt over, unable to just give them a brief description of what he was doing.
Now, he wasn't the best at playing the lute, but hey, that little girl was the cutest. He did like kids; they gave him the most profit and if they weren't total brats they were very sweet. He began to play, careful to draw out his words to try to make it sound like less of a rap and more of a genuine song. Granted, his words still had the 'fresh' sound to them as if they were meant to be a rap, but with enough effort he kept his words long and melodic. This always proved difficult for him. But hey, for a young girl holding one of the cutest animals ever? Why not.
"O yonder the fields,
Of trial and error,
You will but find what treasure yields
Should you follow
The path of the green one
Your life shall nary be hollow."
He began to pick up the pace of his lutes melody, strumming it faster to pic up the tempo as he became lost in his song.
"A classic tale
of
Saving the Princess,
Journeying
Through
Hyrule....
Searching
All around the world for
Yet another tool to
Aid your Quest....
A Hero of Time never rests.
Conquer
Fire, Forest, Water,
Shadow and even
Spirit...
Nomad,
Simply because no man,
Holds the final piece of
The Triforce.
Take our,
Take our praise,
Hear our song to aid your way,
Aid your quest...
For a Hero of Time who never rests."
Jira finished playing his lute, ending with a sole lute strum. He looked up, feeling a sense of calm in him. He had done well. For a moment he had slipped into rap but he had done well to keep his voice from slipping into its rap-like beat. The effort however, had exhausted him and his eyes threatened to close on him.
Now, he wasn't the best at playing the lute, but hey, that little girl was the cutest. He did like kids; they gave him the most profit and if they weren't total brats they were very sweet. He began to play, careful to draw out his words to try to make it sound like less of a rap and more of a genuine song. Granted, his words still had the 'fresh' sound to them as if they were meant to be a rap, but with enough effort he kept his words long and melodic. This always proved difficult for him. But hey, for a young girl holding one of the cutest animals ever? Why not.
"O yonder the fields,
Of trial and error,
You will but find what treasure yields
Should you follow
The path of the green one
Your life shall nary be hollow."
He began to pick up the pace of his lutes melody, strumming it faster to pic up the tempo as he became lost in his song.
"A classic tale
of
Saving the Princess,
Journeying
Through
Hyrule....
Searching
All around the world for
Yet another tool to
Aid your Quest....
A Hero of Time never rests.
Conquer
Fire, Forest, Water,
Shadow and even
Spirit...
Nomad,
Simply because no man,
Holds the final piece of
The Triforce.
Take our,
Take our praise,
Hear our song to aid your way,
Aid your quest...
For a Hero of Time who never rests."
Jira finished playing his lute, ending with a sole lute strum. He looked up, feeling a sense of calm in him. He had done well. For a moment he had slipped into rap but he had done well to keep his voice from slipping into its rap-like beat. The effort however, had exhausted him and his eyes threatened to close on him.
Erais eyes widened when Nagato kissed her palm, and she smiled a bit. She had to roll her eyes, however, at the thought of being revered as a goddess.
"Right. That happened. Just... call me Miss Erai. The thought of those foolish humans calling me a goddess is enough to bring the most oath-bound monk to laughter." She said this to him not without a look of slight impatience. Most demons would love being considered a god, and Erai might have reveled in it too were she not made out to be a benevolent one. Why not be found to be the horrifying cur of the night that seduced men and women nationwide? Why a Goddess that protected others from drowning?! It was a bloody mistake, one she deeply regrets. Yet she always found herself in those messes. It was like when she and that Slit-mouth woman were at each others throats, Erai saved the children simply to spite the hateful spirit. And then the families wanted to thank her, wanted to give her gifts.... It was simply too weird. Did they not look onto the sacred paint on her face? Did they not sense the foreboding nature of her kind? Either way, the thought of humans being thankful to her was something out of place that it had never sat well with her.
"Ah! Yes, well, that would be your new leader from now on. Kinda like me. Buuuut, less attractive as a whole."
"Indeed," She responded as they walked over. "FAR less attractive as a whole." In fact the creature in front of her gave off such a stench that she could not stop her face from wrinkling in disgust. "Funny," She said once the Tsubasa had finished. "Ordinarily I adore devouring birds but you? Ha! You smell rotted."
"Right. That happened. Just... call me Miss Erai. The thought of those foolish humans calling me a goddess is enough to bring the most oath-bound monk to laughter." She said this to him not without a look of slight impatience. Most demons would love being considered a god, and Erai might have reveled in it too were she not made out to be a benevolent one. Why not be found to be the horrifying cur of the night that seduced men and women nationwide? Why a Goddess that protected others from drowning?! It was a bloody mistake, one she deeply regrets. Yet she always found herself in those messes. It was like when she and that Slit-mouth woman were at each others throats, Erai saved the children simply to spite the hateful spirit. And then the families wanted to thank her, wanted to give her gifts.... It was simply too weird. Did they not look onto the sacred paint on her face? Did they not sense the foreboding nature of her kind? Either way, the thought of humans being thankful to her was something out of place that it had never sat well with her.
"Ah! Yes, well, that would be your new leader from now on. Kinda like me. Buuuut, less attractive as a whole."
"Indeed," She responded as they walked over. "FAR less attractive as a whole." In fact the creature in front of her gave off such a stench that she could not stop her face from wrinkling in disgust. "Funny," She said once the Tsubasa had finished. "Ordinarily I adore devouring birds but you? Ha! You smell rotted."
MissCapnCrunch said
That's right ^^ Come on Ursa, just give it a shot!
"Erai." She said, her voice drawing out the vowels and ending in a sigh. She pushed her hair back over her shoulder, her eyes staring at him as though eyeing a prize. "Miss, Erai. Thank you... Master Nagato..." She leaned in, cupping his face in her hand and kissed his cheek with a small chuckle. Oh god how her mouth watered, when she turned her face from his she had to lick her lips and shudder at the flavor. Intense... powerful... This one would be... well worth the 'marinading.' She walked in, her hips not without their seductive sway.
"Seems like a bit of a shabby place," She murmured, quirking a brow slowly. "Perhaps fitting for a legion of sweaty, unwashed men. I hope the living quarters prove... worth my while."
"Ha! Knowing these types of place, it's probably LOADED with them!" Came a mans voice from her Kimono. Tohru was always the most rude of the bunch.
"Quiet now, you'll alarm our new friend." She spoke softly, turning pointedly to Nagato. "You'll have to excuse my possessions. Tsukumogami and all that." With that, she turned her heat to the center, looking at a young boy with dark wings. She turned back to her guide. "Who's that pathetic sap?"
"Seems like a bit of a shabby place," She murmured, quirking a brow slowly. "Perhaps fitting for a legion of sweaty, unwashed men. I hope the living quarters prove... worth my while."
"Ha! Knowing these types of place, it's probably LOADED with them!" Came a mans voice from her Kimono. Tohru was always the most rude of the bunch.
"Quiet now, you'll alarm our new friend." She spoke softly, turning pointedly to Nagato. "You'll have to excuse my possessions. Tsukumogami and all that." With that, she turned her heat to the center, looking at a young boy with dark wings. She turned back to her guide. "Who's that pathetic sap?"
"My my, but that would ruin the presentation, wouldn't it?" Beatrice asked,a smirk on her face. She held up her hand once more and snapped her fingers. The movement had been done so nonchalantly... so anticlimactically... and yet...
The First prisoner burst into a flurry of flames. Her bodyguard, whom had taken his chain and held it back so that he could not run to the vampires, kept one hand on the chain at all times. His face was impassive as he watched the screaming, writhing prisoner thrash and fall to the ground where his charred body turned to ash.
It had happened so quickly, lasting only perhaps 20 seconds, but those moments were the longest for the now deceased prisoner. Beatrice lowered her hand and chuckled, her eyes half closed. The remaining prisoner shuddered, tears welling in his eyes as he looked wildly about the room in need of escape.
"Oh that was but a party trick at best, I apologize, I must be off today..." Beatrice sighed, displeased at what she apparently considered a less than flamboyant display of her craft. "I'm lucky to be so full of assets. I still have one thing remaining. You," She spoke firmly, her eyes looking dead at the last prisoner, who quaked in fear. "You've been thinking it for a while, haven't you?"
The Prisoner audibly gulped... and nodded, starting to relax.
"Go on then." Beatrice said, smirking. Her eyes filled with malice and a twisted desire. "Do it."
To everyone's surprised, the bodyguard went to the final prisoner and began to unshackle him.
The First prisoner burst into a flurry of flames. Her bodyguard, whom had taken his chain and held it back so that he could not run to the vampires, kept one hand on the chain at all times. His face was impassive as he watched the screaming, writhing prisoner thrash and fall to the ground where his charred body turned to ash.
It had happened so quickly, lasting only perhaps 20 seconds, but those moments were the longest for the now deceased prisoner. Beatrice lowered her hand and chuckled, her eyes half closed. The remaining prisoner shuddered, tears welling in his eyes as he looked wildly about the room in need of escape.
"Oh that was but a party trick at best, I apologize, I must be off today..." Beatrice sighed, displeased at what she apparently considered a less than flamboyant display of her craft. "I'm lucky to be so full of assets. I still have one thing remaining. You," She spoke firmly, her eyes looking dead at the last prisoner, who quaked in fear. "You've been thinking it for a while, haven't you?"
The Prisoner audibly gulped... and nodded, starting to relax.
"Go on then." Beatrice said, smirking. Her eyes filled with malice and a twisted desire. "Do it."
To everyone's surprised, the bodyguard went to the final prisoner and began to unshackle him.
is it cool to respond directly after one post? or no?
Ursa, honestly I'm using a free audio switcher thing. It's called Audacity. If you want to join then that could be of help. Besides, it doesn't need to be perfect ^^
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