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Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Oh gods... A mini-Wonderland with a far-eastern style... It's Pandora Hearts all over again...! Well, minus the whole far-east theme, but you get the point.

Also, I'm not cool with Alice stepping on horses. PETA gonna be on her ass. >:(

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

^This is true.
My bad.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Wow, these honorable Shizuyamen sure are honorable! Trying to assassinate their own lord, lying to huamnitarians of another species to get stuff for themselves, basically telling someone they just met to go die...

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... Why are we helping these people again...?

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Lol, dem bandits got friend-zoned by the automaton. Feel the burn... xD

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@PaulHaynek

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"I wasn't concerned about your well-being, dummy. That Ayu-lady told me to help you people out, and I can't really say spreading a disease around would be helping." Relica replied, when the monk thanked her for her concern. Maybe she was just being shy?

Upon hearing the monk's comment about the various bits and bobs of advanced technology and magic in the outside world, the gremlin gave him a raised eyebrow of surprise. She hadn't expected someone from a traditionalistic society like this to be interested in foreign tech and science. Much less so when you factored in that this guy was a monk - ergo, some kind of priest or clergyman, who weren't exactly known for being open-minded and interested in concepts and/or things beyond their very narrow teachings. Perhaps there was hope yet for this far-eastern backwater?

"Can't speak for those statue-things you mentioned, never seen anything like those myself. Still though, yeah. The rest of what you brought up do exist for sure. Not really anything new though. I think it's more a case of your home here just being a bit too stuck in your ways." She replied eventually, looking around the temole grounds at the other Shizuyamen.

When the question about how she could ensure him not being contaiminated though, a wry smile came across her face.

"Like this!"

Blip. Clink. Swish. Bmmmmmmh! Vzzt. Tonk, tonk! Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fopfop. Fopfopfop. Fopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfop! Wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

A metallic rod suddenly shot up from the the pack on Relica's back. A pair of rotor-blades then folded outwards once it was done extending, and they began to turn slowly. Then faster. Then faster. Then faster still. Finally, the little lady became airborne, hovering at roughly the same height as the monk's head - seeing as he was considerbably taller than her. As she now floated gingerly in the air, lazily circling the monk, she spoke - albeit a bit louder in order to overcome the noise of the spinning blades above her own noggin.

"With this, I could just fly in over the infected area. And, if we had a rope and a basket, I could just carry the medicine and whatever instructions you wrote down on something, and deliver it safely without us ever needing to set foot in the actual place and risk infection." She said, apparently very pleased with her own genius plan, as she was positively beaming with pride.

After the little show-casing of her technical prowess though, the gremlin landed once again. The rotor-contraption folded in and sunk back into her pack once more. Dusting herself off from the small bits of dirt and debris that had been thrown about lightly while she was hovering, Relica walked over and stood closer to the monk before finally adding her last bit of thoughts.

"Anyway, how can a disease not be infectuous? If it wasn't, how the heck did these people catch it in the first place? Well, whatever. I'll just have to trust you know what you're doing." She sighed. "Let's get going whenever you're ready. I'll let you do the talking to any of your fellow locals and natives, as long as they ain't hostile. But if we get into a situation where we need to fight, I trust you'll follow my instructions, got it? My top priority here is to get you from here to there, in one piece preferbly, and I can't do that if you don't listen to me if or when it really counts, got it?"

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@The Irish Tree

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Brandy awoke to the smell of delicious, delicious coffee. She yawned cutely as she sat up in the rather soft inn-bed, smacking a bit at the end and stretching upwards and backwards - fully putting her blouse bunnies on display as she did, without a care in the world. Seeing that Alice was already up, the satyr's ears flitted and twitched, while she rubbed her eyes sleepily. Then a big old smile spread across her face and she basically bounced right out of bed, as if she'd never seemed to have needed any rest in the first place.

"Hey-hey Al! Up already? Ooooh, that smells yum! Gimme some too?" She said, before spotting the unclaimed cup of the piping hot brew on the table. Snatching it right up, the little satyress barely blew on it before taking a big old gulp. Then her eyes went wide and she started coughing. "Wha- What the!? Pfft! Al! There's no honey or sugar in this! Gyak! My tongue! My tongue! Bwaaaah....!" Her eyes teared up, as if she'd been a child who just ate some bitter vegetable for the first time and was now very upset about it.

Of course Brandy had drunk coffee before, back home on the farm it was a staple of the family's breakfast. However, she was used to a milder flavor... Not the jet-black bitter brew of the devil himself. After a bit more whining and displaying her tongue, and gently bopping Alice on the shoulkder for her insidious prank, Brandy eventually calmed down a bit. Well, as calm as Brandy could be when she wasn't excited about anything just infront of her.

"So, anyway. What're we gonna do today? We delivered that enveloped and did that grave-stuff yesterday. So, like, are we gonna stay here in Garlton or we gonna head back to Litroot? Where's Sofers by the dubs? She not awake yet? I'll go get'er!" Brandy asked, said and comfirmed all on her own and all at once.

Slamming the door to their room open, she prepared to dash outside. However, a fortunate reminder from Alice about her... Lack of modesty...managed to catch the little farm-girl before she caused the establishment to have to shut down due to public decency complaints. Not that there were overly many other patrons awake just yet, nor would there likely be many complains from the gentlemen staying here, but regardless.

After quickly donning her cozy, fluffy shirt, she once again slammed the door open - she really seemed to like doing that - and bolted out...

.. Only to find Sofia not too far from their door. Causing her to skid to a halt. Which didn't make it in time. And she crashed into the undead. And they went tumbling onto the floor. Luckily for Sofia, her head managed to land on a couple of soft Brandy-brand airbags and wasn't in any risk of a concussion.

"Ow, ow, ow... Hi Sofers... G'mornin'. Wha'chu doing standing around outside for? Ouchies... C'mon, come in and drink some of Al's black bitter stuff." She greeted and invited her comrade, while still on the floor.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Time to impress a (most likely) ascetic monk with the power of SCIENCE and TECHNOLOGY!

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@Paulhaynek

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After making sure that her toolbox was securely locked, and chained to her workbench, Relica nodded to herself. Things were more or less set up, to a point where she could get most minor and mundane tasks done properly. Satisfied with her progress, the gremlin left her new station, curious to take a stroll around the temple grounds and take a gander and eavesdrop at what was going on in this place. The gossip between some farm-women made the little one roll her eye. They honestly believed a little shit-stain isle like Shizuyama could conquer all of Zipangu? Get real. If the most you could muster was a measly 1,000 soldiers, then there was no way you guys were ever going to expand. Or, at least, that was Relica's opinion.

She eventually came upon a Monk, who accosted her for help. He wanted to travel somehwere that was potentially dangerous in order to provide healing to the people there. Relica just raised an eyebrow, placing her hands on her sides and given the eastern cleric a once-over from top to bottom before responding.

"What kinda healing do they need, mister? 'Cuz if its just broken bones and injuries, that's fine. But if you're going somewhere where people're actually sick and ill, you might wanna think things through. Helping those in need is noble and all, but if they're infected with some disease, you might get yourself infected. Then, when you return here, you might spread it to the folks in this temple. So, which is it? Injuries or illness?"

It wasn't that Relica was some kind of heartless monster (hah, the irony), but rather that she was trying to think rationally. Ayu had said that this temple was the largest gathering of Shizuyaman survivors on the entire island. If some well-meaning, but naive, monk went off to heal some small collective of dirty, unwashed and sickly peons and then caught their nasty himself... Well, he could end up doing more harm than good. the gremlin wanted to minimize the amount of unnecessary risks the taskforce and the natives would have to deal with, since there was already an enormous amount of obstacles working against them.

"If all you needa do is deliver medicine though, I think we could work out a way to do that without putting your health at risk." Relica then added, a smug smile appearing on her face as she hatched a cunning(?) plan in her noggin.

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"Maa-haa-haa~! Yeah! You sure did, Al." Brandy responded to her ally's question about her supposed 'winning'. Although, how one exactly won at drinking was a rather subjective inquiry in and of itself, but given that the little alchemist had drunk grown men nearly twice her size and weight under the table, and was still somehow standing - albeit unsteadily - it was probably fair to agree with Brandy. This oncce at least.

Hearing Sofia's acknowledgement of her, and completely ignoring the bits about ehr being headstrong and misguided, a big old smile spread across the satyr's face, and her ears flitted happily, as did her little tail. She then proceeded to glomp the undead archer, with Alice still glomping her. Making it a three-way glomp. Which almost caused the trio to tumble over right then and there. Fortunately, they didn't. The reason? A certain werewolf suddenly had to break off to go and empty out her stomach in an adjacent gutter. Which caused a certain undead to wrinkle her nose and looked displeased, and a bout of hysterical laughter from a certain tanned satyress.

"Jeez, Al! You're such a mess! Maa-haa-haa~!! C'mon ya lush, we gotta get you back home." Of course, getting back home wasn't really possible, since Alice hailed from Gromril, but the implication was easy enough to understand, even if Brandy's liquor-soaked mind wasn't fully cognisant of it.

The inn they arrived at was a fairly nice one. Clean and tidy, and the kind pair of elderly proprieters were friendly and agreeable - as far as dwarves go anyway. Having gotten Alice up the stairs, soemhow with the help of two others, Brandy waved Sofia goodnight.

"See ya in the mornin', Sofers. C'mon you, you can fondle and poke all ya wat once we get to bed." Brandy said, supporting the werewolf into their room. Though by the time they got inside, the alchemical drunk had already fallen asleep, chin resting on the rather sizable chest-pillows of the farm girl, who just laughed and gently stroke the other girl's hair. "Jeez, you're such a spoiled baby... C'mon, let's get some sleep."

For the first time in... Well, forever... Brandy showed some actual capacity for maturity, acting much like an older sister - despite being two years younger than her drunken ward - and got Alice into bed. Though not before taking off the other's clothes and making sure she hadn't soiled her underwear or had any other accidents. Once that was done, Brandy herself got undressed and laid down in the bed to, resting the werewolf's head against her busom while still gently stroking the other girl's head and hair. She just smiled quietly until she herself fell asleep.

Come the morning, >Alice would find her face snuggly wedged inbetween two very soft blouse bunnies... Which for some reason weren't contained by a brassier... Then again, having kept that on would perhaps have made things uncomfortable for Alice's face... Or it could just be that Brandy was a pervert and ran around braless.... The latter was likely more plausible...

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

*Low rumbling sound*