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Re: Hoonters

Postby cliffracer » Fri Jul 01, 2016 2:29 am

Jeez. Whatever built this place was a solid craftsman, that was certain. Probably strong too if it moved all that wood without anyone noticing. Tamara was expecting maybe an ogre or troll until the... beaver showed up. That scream made Tamara's skin prickle and teeth clench, her combat instinct telling her to get ready for something nasty. "Fffhh, what are-"

Duolc decided to escalate the situation on her own. Tamara was thankful that she managed to avoid the consequences of her hasty actions! "We need this river. You've got to go."
Clanking her fists together, she charges to grab a hold of the big beaver's face, glad to hear the sound of approaching reinforcements.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Reaver » Fri Jul 08, 2016 8:34 pm

Yasker could hear Mordecai talking in the background as he cut away at the eye, but to him it was dim and muffled. His blood was rushing to his head and ears and he was vaguely aware of how hard he was breathing as he carved his way to his prize. All the sacrifices, the betrayals, the lies! All of it would finally be worth something, be not in vain if he could claim this artifact, then he'd be one step closer to being truly free. A couple more cuts and blood splatters and then Yasker could finally see what he had killed his way through the island for. Then he saw it, the artifact in all of its glory.

It almost had a crimson aura to it and definitely looked to take the shape of a sword, but its most interesting feature was its living and moving eye. Yasker couldn't even begin to guess the powers it could hold but there would be time later for testing, experimenting and using it on those that stood in his way. Yes, he would have to move slowly to make sure he wasn't used by this artifact like that stupid monkey Octave was manipulated and driven insane by her artifact. The side-effects would have to be documented and categorized, whether it affected monsters and humans differently or if the powers reached all the same. "I know that was what it was keeping Jadon." Sheathing his bloodied chain-sickles to crouch over the weapon artifact and try to gleam anything from its form. "And I intend to keep it for myself." An edge entering his voice as he saw Mordecai approach it and begin to speak of taking it back. The last thing Yasker wanted was the artifact falling into the Hunters' Guild's hands, after all they couldn't be trusted with the power nor would they have the vision to use it to its full extent like he planned to. He saw Mordecai reaching for it out of the corner of his eye and made a choice. "I said it was mine!" Yasker growled as he began to feel the artifact start to latch onto his right arm and hand. "What and when we decide to discuss about this artifact will be up to me and only me." Raising the blade up to examine the extent of its attachment to his arm and hand. There was no reason to stay pleasant with the Hunters now that he had used them to secure his artifact. Yasker already knew where he could find an army should he need one to finish the last portion of the plan.

His reverie was quickly broken as he heard a scream from upstairs which could only mean one person. "Ghera! The statues!" Yelling and summarizing as fast as possible before grabbing Jadon's head with his free hand and beginning to run up all the steps. "I have a feeling you might be able to help me translate or at the very least be a good distraction." It was unlikely that Yasker would be able to negotiate on his own with these feral variations of monsters if they were eons old so someone just as old to bridge the gap might help. Or perhaps they would understand and obey his power if he showed them the artifact, Yasker was curious to see how easy would it be to tap into its power and unleash it on the monsters, but first he'd need to survey the situation.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby FragranceofMtDew » Wed Jul 13, 2016 4:03 am

Nydia watched curiously for a moment as Yasker approached the dead Keeper and interrupted Mordecai's work of gathering the blood, though she quickly looked away in disgust as he began cutting into the eye as if to find something inside. And surprisingly enough, he did. A strange looking blade spilled out of the dismembered eye, something that looked insectile and almost alive, an observation that proved to be accurate as the blade attached itself to Yasker's body as he snatched it away. Where before Yasker had seemed reasonable enough, now he just came off as paranoid and disturbingly possessive of this unknown object. Nydia felt compelled to inquire just how he knew this object was hidden away inside the beholder's eye and why he felt so strongly about it, but a scream that could only have come from the gator girl they had left behind sent Yasker running up the stairs before she had the chance.

"I cannot help but feel as though we've been used..." Nydia says to her remaining companions, assuming that they had not hurried off just as quickly. "I do not believe we should simply return to the outpost without at least forcing him to give us some sort of explanation." She would continue, her tone implying that she thought more drastic measures would be required. It would take quite the convincing explanation to satisfy her concerns and quell her indignation at being lied to and treated as a pawn after all. Regardless, they could not simply let the girl upstairs come to harm from the newly freed monsters, so Nydia would follow after Yasker once her concerns had been voiced.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Zender_Solarheart » Thu Jul 14, 2016 2:07 am

As the pulses of pain in his limbs die down, Kenji looks over to examine what Yasker had just torn and squelched his way through the Beholder's eye viscera to obtain: a strange relic of grisly design, shaped very similarly to some sort of sword. There's something innately unsettling about that blade, and the young monk gets the inclination that he's not the only one feeling disturbed by it. The weapon...insect...thing has a quite demonic motif to it, and is that a moving eyeball in its hilt? Kenji's concerns about the blade are only further compounded when it latches itself onto Yasker's arm, all but confirming his suspicions that the "relic" is actually some sort of otherworldly creature. Not to mention the sudden tonal shift in the rogue's attitude, heavily implying that this was all just a means to an end for him.

Before Kenji can question Yasker on just what is going on, however, a scream from further up the tower grabs everyone's attention. Jadon had said those stone statues near the entrance were actually ancient beings, petrified by the Beholder...which means...

(...Yabai...)

Whatever questions anyone wanted to ask will have to wait. Right now, they have bigger problems upstairs to deal with. Yasker's decision to move further ahead initially seems odd, but then again, he does seem rather attached to that new trinket of his, in more ways than one. If nothing else, it should provide them with a glimpse of just what power that thing wields, to make him risk life and limb just to claim it as his own.

On another note, it seems that Nydia has similar concerns to his own about Yasker's new toy. Keeping pace with her, he replies: "I agree, Nydia, though we should exercise caution in doing so. That...thing reminds me of the Nippochin legend of Muramasa...and that's not a good sign." While Kenji isn't exactly an expert on ancient Nippochin folklore, the legend of Muramasa is rather well-known: a blade housing the spirit of an angry demon, one which possesses the wielder and fills him with a nigh-unquenchable bloodlust. A mighty weapon for those who care nothing for the lives of others, but a nightmare for anyone else. If their resident rogue just picked up a weapon like that, then pressing him for answers may just cause him to become violent. Indeed, Kenji may end up having to subdue the man he had previously had a rather decent manly bonding session with, just to keep him from killing someone that he shouldn't.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Nicoffee » Tue Aug 02, 2016 9:12 pm

Katya & Tamara

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The beaver once again let out a loud screech before it began charging towards Tamara head first, aiming to slam its large forehead against the woman as it dashed forward.

Beaver STR roll (2,3,3,2) - 10
Tamara STA roll (4,6+,1-,X) - 11

The creature connected its head against Tamara and hoped that it would be able to just fling her away like a rag doll afterwards, but found himself stuck in a bit of an awkward position as instead Tamara just toughened out through the impact and was now holding down the creature by its head. Tamara gripped tightly to the carapace around the beaver's head, holding the creature down in place as it began trying to struggle its way out, whipping its head around in desperation. Duolc wasted no time with the opportunity you had given her, jumping up with her great sword and then bringing it dow on the beaver's head.

Duolc STR (3,4,2) - 9
Beaver STA (2,5,2,1-) - 10

And the sword just bounced off the beaver's carapace! Sadly, while it did give Tamara a good spot to grab on to, it was still pretty resistant as Duolc had just found out. Katya just then arrived at the little battle scene, with Tamara holding down the massive rodent and Duolc currently shaking in place from the vibrations on her sword which resulted from the strike.


Octave

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Well, you had the number advantage and the ball, so it was time to try and make things work out. Pegning and Rimmo but nodded towards your orders and focused their attention on their two opponents, Rimmo trying to keep fast on his feet while Pegning gripped the iron ball tightly in his hands, scanning back and forth between the gray skin and Zinug, thinking about how he was going to pull this one off. He walked up the field and glared down at the gray orc, fixing the ball tightly in his hands before he lifted it up and suddenly spun around, tossing it towards Zinug!

Pegning STR (2,3,3) - 8
Zinug DEX (1-,X,1-) - 2

Be it due to the trick he tried to pull off or what, the throw itself was pretty sloppy, it went all crooked flying towards Zinug but it seemed to have worked, surprisingly, as the Clan leader barely had time to dodge as the ball hit him in the knee, causing him to wince in pain a bit, covering up his own knee and letting out a loud angry grumble. "...Bah. Beaaven afar ij carpenavas. Whaav bullukhiav." He grumbled, rubbing the spot for a bit before he shrugged his shoulders and walked off the field. "Firgening. Theausan gith youruk." He stated, surprisingly dismissively as the gray orc grabbed the ball scanning around the three of you before his sight settled down on Pegning once more.

"Let us see...If you catch this one." The gray orc spoke, for the first time, in fact, his thick gravely voice coming out with a husk before he spun his body around and threw another cannonball aimed at Pegning's direction.

"Heeey! Come on!" Rimmo called out. "Are you just gonna keep going for him? It didn't work the first time already, or are you just as stupid as you're ugly?"

Rimmo Manip (3,3,4) - 10
Firgening COM (5,4) - 9

"...Why you!" The gray orc grumbled, changing up his trajectory as he aimed for Rimmo instead.

Firgening STR (IRON CHAMPION) (3,2,6++,2,4,2,2) - 21
Rimmo DEX (5,6+,4) - 15

Rimmo let out a low "ah shit" as he saw himself becoming the target instead, even though that had been his intent, he now had to dodge this damn cannonball. Which, sadly, he wasn't able to. He tried to dodge off to the side but saw his arm getting hit by the ball, a loud cracking sound echoing around the field as the impact caused Rimmo's arm to bend around in a way that you're pretty sure it shouldn't. Well, at least he was alive. The Witch doctor grimaced in pain, holding his arm with his other hand as he turned to you and Pegning. "Well...I'm out. Good luck to the two of you." He spoke, before slowly walking off the field to sit on the side.


Dorel

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As you dashed forward towards Irena, the woman took a deep breath and prepared to defend herself and counter-attack. You were somewhat familiar with how ranks in the Guild worked, as you remember, Leaders of Guild Outposts such as these were usually veteran hunters who had been on the profession for a fair few years, and they usually had quite a few successful expeditions under their belts, you faintly remember something about a rite of passage of sorts, too. Instead of trying to actually dodge out of your grab, Irina just smirked and cockily dropped her weapon down to her feet, freeing up her hands as she would reply to your grapple by grappling you right back!

Dorel STR (1-,X) - 1
Irina STR (3,3,4,1-) - 11
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Before your hands even connected with Irina's body, you found one of her hands gripping around your forearm and the other one grabbing the side of your hip, it almost looked like she was about to go on a dance with you...Well, except the strength with which she was gripping down on you was proof that dance wasn't going to be a pleasant one. "...You must be thinking I'm some sort of rookie...Allow me to educate you." Suddenly, you felt Irina's right leg slipping behind your own, the grip on your arm growing further as, much to you surprise, despite the fact Irina was noticeably smaller than you, you felt your feet being lifted off the ground.

Using herself as the support point, Irina deftly flipped you over, causing you to land on your back with a loud 'thud', looking up at the huntress from below as she slowly adjusted herself to sit on top of your torso, her crotch inches away from your face- Hey, there was a little bit of volume in there...Guess the Guild Leader was packing something extra much like yourself. Irina stuck her tongue out down at you. "So...This isn't exactly as much of a "warm-up" as I hoped...You giving up?"

Despite the beating you were taking, you could feel your blood boiling up inside you and the fact she was right now so close up to you seemed to be only enticing you further. You could definitely feel your primal rage building up and ready to burst, possibly giving you the little bit you needed to turn this around...Though...You knew very well the effects that would have on your body afterwards...And somehow you got the feeling you'd be needing a lot more than some burst of power to deal with Irina in full...But who knows, maybe with the surprise advantage?


Yasker, Nydia and Kenji

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The three of you quickly ran your way up the tower, only to find Ghera slowly backing her way within from the entrance, holding the . There were a total of three of those ancient monsters slowly walking up to surround her by three monsters, you distinctly remember that there were more statues than that, but judging from the fact that the monsters in question were coated in fresh blood and Ghera had the time to run inside, you could only guess that the other monsters aside from those three hadn't gotten the best end of being dispetrified.

Ghera had been holding the crossbow she had taken from Sgrib earlier, shakily holding the thing in her hands as she tried to at least look a bit threatening with it. It didn't help that the crossbow was unloaded, but it's not like she knew how to actually use it. Luckily the ancient centaur, minotaur and...Humanoid? Walking up to her didn't know about this either. The three monsters bore distinct familiarities to existing monsters of today, but were noticeably different, the minotaur had a second monstrous mouth below and it was covered in scales instead of fur. The minotaur had fur growing all around him but seemed to have some sort of metallic armor covering up his face and feet. And the humanoid...Well, it sort of looked like some sort of gray orc? It was definitely larger and meaner than the ones that were domesticated back at the outpost though.

"...Fascinating. Maybe we should try and capture at least one of them for research..." Mordecai proposed, closing in right behind Yasker as he arrived first. As the four of you arrived, the three monsters turned to face you, the minotaur shouting menacingly and raising his axes in warning. "നിങ്ങൾ ആരാണ്? ഇവിടെ എന്തു ചെയ്യുന്നു? നിങ്ങളുടെ ആയുധം താഴെ ഇടുക അല്ലെങ്കിൽ നാം ഒഴിഞ്ഞിരിക്കുന്നതാണ് ഇറക്കി ഇടും!" Jadon seemed to be quiet for a bit but slowly spoke up. "Uh...I'm not good on monster speech but...I believe he just told us to put our weapons down."

The minotaur slowly raised one of his axes towards Ghera's direction, the tip of the blade ending inches away from her face. She found herself unable to back up any further, or she'd find herself plummeting all the way down the tower to the same place where you had just left the Seeker's corpse. "അല്ലെങ്കിൽ അവൾ മരിക്കുന്നു."

"He's going to push her, if we don't." Jadon spoke up. Well, this was quite the predicament...Worse yet, Yasker couldn't help but feel a scratching sensation on the back of his head, an itch that seemed to crawl all the way over from his arm that was holding the weird organic weapon he now possessed. The minotaur took notice of the sword itself at last and pointed it. "എന്നോടു ഉപേക്ഷിക്കരുത്!"

"I believe he wants your sword, Sir Yasker." Jadon once again explained. It was hard to even properly pay attention to what either of them were saying with this damn itch! Just what the hell, was it an infection or som-

"Don't." A voice echoed, only within Yasker's head, his own voice, but not his words. "Just attack him, he'll be dead before he can do anything."

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Wyck

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A short time after your nap. You suddenly found yourself waking up, you still felt pretty sore from your little victory celebration with the two gators. But what woke you up, was actually the feeling of small little paws crawling up on you. As you found two of your eggs had hatched, with two small humanoid baby gators now walking over and around you, one of them poking your face. Both were females, seemingly, one of them had light green scales and the other one had light blue scales...Much similar to Ghera's, now that you think about it. Strange. Regardless, you slowly grumbled your way awake and glanced around, finding the rest of the clan to be all sleeping. Axle himself was passed out not too far from you, his mouth hanging open as he snored loudly. Glancing down at your gator babies, they did seem considerably more...Human. In fact, though you were sure they'd grow into adults soon, what with monster genes and what not, you were fairly sure they would start developing more human-like characteristics as time went on. That was the usual for children of monsters with humans or hybrids, after all.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby exalted » Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:41 am

Katya panicked slightly as she saw the possibility of a new business venture almost get it's head cut off, but breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Duolc sword bounce off.

Sprinting up, she shouted for Tamara to hold the beast still while she bolted around to it's back. If the beasts armour was too thick to piece then she would need to hit the weak, unprotected parts. Searching for the beasts genitals she would try to swing with the flat back of the hatchet to stagger the beast.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby lilbooth » Wed Aug 03, 2016 11:35 pm

Wyck scooped up her two newly hatched children and groggily stood up. Her whole body ached, mostly from the waist down, but her arms and back were also worse for wear. She smiled down at her the two little bundles of joy, holding one in each arm. She hadn't thought about names at all, and her throat was still too sore to speak to them. Perhaps they intuitively knew that she was their mother, it seemed rather likely. She was excited really and she wanted to share her excitement with someone, and who better to share it with than mimic? With all the gators still sleeping hopefully, mimic hadn't wandered too far off.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby cliffracer » Thu Aug 04, 2016 3:18 am

Tamara grits her teeth and takes the head charge with gusto, gripping tight as she completely resists the beaver's attempt to launch her skyward. She braced in preparation for the beaver to suddenly give when Duolc hit it, only to watch her get bounced back entirely after her attempt. "Juuust calm down, rat. You don't need to--" She's interrupted by Katya calling out, ending up with a wide grin as she watched the quicker lady spring in to action. "You don't need to go anywhere, you hear me? I'll be holding on for weeks if I have to!"

Chuckling confidently, she buckles down and tries to deal with the thrashing by steering the beaver's head in the opposite direction to keep its movements in a movement range she can deal with. Hopefully it can't see very well with her on its face either...
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Re: Hoonters

Postby VintageBass » Sun Aug 07, 2016 6:18 am

Octave couldn't help but smile at the next hit in and another one of her opponents is taken out of the game. Sure the throw may've been a bit better, but as long it made contact with one of the orcs, it's all good. It shows that Pegning is still rusty, but he is loosening up and getting another hit in. That or Ziung was a little too slow on the dodge, yet Octave doesn't care about that. What matters is their captain is out of the game and this leaves the three of them standing on the field, ready to deal with the deady grey orc and his cannon-strength throwing arms. Before he left, something about Ziung's grumbling got Octave wondering what he said, and it wasn't sitting right for her. She leans over to Pegning and whispers, "Maybe once things are done and over with, we look into teaching me what your language so I have an idea what you're all saying..."

Before that, there's a game she needs to win, and grey skin got his hands on the ball once again. Since he's the last one on the field, this leaves things with a good advantage for Octave, yet this also has the serious problem of him being the only member left. It was her plan to get rid of him the moment the game started, but now he is left standing and the monkey is extremely nervous about what this orc has left in store. So far he managed to take out Gharol with a powerful throw, and after some teasing from Rimmo, knocked the poor doctor's arm out of his socket. On the plus side, that's one less orc Octave is losing on her behalf, but that's one less player on her team. The good news it's Rimmo, and he's probably happy to be out of this round now that it's just grey skin on the other side.

The major issue with this: it's Octave and Pegning versus him.

Octave swallows a bit of her nervousness down and focuses on her opponent, swaying slightly to loosen up and prepare herself mentally and physically for when the ball is back on his side. She needs to get to dodging quickly or, in an extreme case, have to catch the ball for Pegning just so he doesn't die to this orc's hands. The monkey grabs the ball and lifts it up, getting it tight in her hands as she aligns her sights on grey skin. "All right Pegning, get ready to dodge," she said to the carpenter. "Be prepare to duck, dive and simply dodge if we want to win this!" As she was finishing her sentence, the monkey pulls back to charge up her swing before launching the cannonball, once again making her attempt at grey skin to bring him down.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Meep Meepersons » Fri Aug 12, 2016 2:15 pm

Dorel's eyes went from narrowed determination to surprise and horror as she is not only stopped, but flipped over and onto her back in a single swift motion. This must be that martial arts thing she'd been told about. Truly scary indeed. With a plop, she feels the small oni woman squat on her chest, her extra equipment being revealed to her, making her brows raise and her ears redden from the proximity. her half hard erection wasn't flagging, but rather stiffening. The idea of winning this fight was in her second heads mind but her brain was telling her it was not likely, though the idea of losing so thoroughly without a proper retaliation made her a bit angry. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to throw her over the edge on it's own, but enough to keep her on the edge. Dorel had a few choices here, she could simply fly off the handle and hope for the best, or she could try a more technical approach and make the budlge in front of her more prominent. Even if this woman was stronger then her and more skilled in battle, no one was more skilled at fluid hunting then she was! Or she could simply surrender and have some fun with her as a prize. Though being bossed around didn't agree to well with her, she is perfectly capable of taking directions. She could play cheaply and simply grab the woman's male parts a little TOO vigorously and force her to submit this way, but unfortunately she coudl do the same in turn from her position. That would turn it into a fight of endurance. "I wont give up that easily!" With that, she decided to play a little dirty~ Leaning forward, stronger then her or not, being on her chest and light enough for Dorel's own strength, she could easily sit up and hook her arms under the oni's. If successful, she'd bring her legs up to replace her arms under the oni woman's armpits and hopefully flip her upside down in her lap, giving her full access to the girls crotch and ass. From there she'd waste no time and start to rub and caress the woman's ass cheeks while sensually kissing the bulge in her cloths, hopefully causing it to firm up and grow. If this also failed to work, well, lets hope it doesn't come to that..
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Nicoffee » Sat Aug 20, 2016 1:25 am

Katya & Tamara

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Tamara STR (5,6+, 6+,3) - 20
Beaver STR (5,6+,2,3,1-) - 17

The beaver squealed in panic as it tried to break free from Tamara's grasp, but she surprised even herself with the amount of strength she found herself packing as she just pulled the massive rodent straight back down to the floor, keeping it from doing anything as it was held down, ending up just repeatedly pushing itself against Tamara's form as the woman barely slipped out of place. Meanwhile, Katya swiftly walked around the beast and found the creature's junk hanging out exposed, seeing as it was kind of busy with Tamara, she turned the blunt side of her hatched and prepared to strike.

Katya Dex (5,2,3,6+,3) - 19
Beaver STA - Under the Belt (1) - 1


Intermission - Somewhere close to Dorel

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Baharl and Josce were kind of just sitting in a bench, watching Irina fight Dorel. Baharl was currently struggling with a nut, not being able to crack the shell open. Josce glanced over and helped the pirate out, placing the nut on the wooden bench before Josce then cracked the nut to pieces with the hilt of their sword. Baharl nodded for a bit, but blinked a few times. "...Did you feel that?"

"...What?"

"Just...A sudden...Echo of pain?"

"...No?"

"Never mind. Must be imagining things."


Katya & Tamara Part 2

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The beaver slumped down with a strangely high pitched yelp after the hit, crumbling down to the floor and whining in pain at the hit it had just received. Duolc came in running with her sword. "NOW I GOT YOU!"

Duolc STR (2,6+,1-) - 9
Beaver STA (4,5,3,2) - 14

Duolc hit the carapace again and once again slowly walked away with her entire sword vibrating from the impact and in turn, her as well.


Wyck

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You arrived back at where you had last left Mimic, with the rest of your eggs, only to find that Mimic was already uhm...Shall we say. Aware of your "excitement", as she was currently being swarmed by the other four eggs that had hatched. You quickly scanned around the bunch of scaly babies swarming over the mimic, three males and another femal- Oh, no. Well...Not exactly. Seems like you got a herm in there, too.

At any rate, these other four eggs are currently jumping on top of Mimic, who is currently just trying to do her best to keep all of the little hatchlings busy and keep them from running off anywhere, particularly by turning her arm into a big, fake piece of steak, which the children were dutifully trying to munch down, with little success. "Oh, you're here, finally." Mimic spoke, frowning a bit until she noticed the other two were with you. "Oh, they ran off after you then, did they? Good, I thought I had missed those two...Erm...Can you...Give me a hand here? Mine is kind of...Being bitten."


Octave

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Octave STR (3) - 3
Firgening DEX (1-,X,6+,5) - 12

Octave once more grasps the ball firmly and attempts to toss it towards the gray orc, but she lacks the upper body muscle to throw it with much force as the ball just arcs up and then lands down on the other side of the field, before slowly rolling off over to Firgening, who picks up the ball and dusts it off casually. "...Remind me to put those arms to work, after you lose." Zinug taunted, following up with a chuckle as Firgening prepared to have his throw yet again.

The gray orc took a deep breath and slowly flexed his arm in preparation before his eyes locked on his target, Pegning.

Firgening STR (2,1-,X,1-,X) - 3
Pegning DEX (6,1-,X) - 7

The moment the orc went to throw the ball, there was a loud, crunching noise as he twisted his arm around for the throw, the ball pathetically landing somewhere in the middle of the field as the orc seemed to have pulled a muscle or something on that attempt. Zinug yelled in desperation from the sidelines. "Firgening, whaav ul shiav ayh lat difficulavausan?!" You had no idea what he had just said, but he seemed pissed and Firgening seemed a bit frustrated, so that was good. One way or another, the ball was back on your side and no one else got eliminated.

"...Maybe I throw ball, this time? You can play distraction, maybe?" Pegning nervously suggested.


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Dorel STR + 1 Dice for Positional Advantage (2,6+,5, 1-) - 14
Irina STA (2,3,4) - 9

With a swift movement, you quickly locked your arms under Irina's arms, then later your legs as the woman found herself being slammed down against the ground before you got to work on her junk so promptly. Irina seemed like she was about to just try and break free of the grab until she felt what you were doing, which was quickly getting her tool to stiffen up under the sad excuse for underwear that the Guild Leader used to cover herself up. "O-Ohh...Oh man...I missed that..." Irina mumbled, just pretty much melting instantly. "Ahh...I was almost forgetting what this feels like...I kind of wanted to finish the fight but...Hey...If that's what you wanna skip for, I'm all up for it..."

The Guild Leader sighed, pretty much just relaxing right away as you could continue to kiss her bulge, it slowly growing and poking out to reveal that- That wasn't a human penis. "Oh...Uh...Sorry, part of the whole thunder drake heritage thing...Uh...You don't mind, right?" The blonde questioned with an awkward smile, as you got of a relatively good look at her "heritage." It was a dick, sure, but it was rather reptilian in shape, spikier and bulgier, it was also kind of dark and blue and had a smaller, thinner secondary tendril coming out from right above it, which you could only guess Irina had some modicum of control over as it was wiggling anxiously for your reply.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby exalted » Sat Aug 20, 2016 7:05 am

Katya smirked and flipped her hatchet in her hands elegantly before quickly stuffing it back through the loop on her belt as she ran to examine the creature to make sure it wasn't permanently injured. She panicked for a moment when she saw the Goblin come in again to slay the marvelous beast and laughed the Goblin bounced vibrated away again.

"No, bad" She pointed at the Goblin, "We take him alive, better that way."

Stuffing the gear from her belt down her top, she unbuckled the strip of leather from around her waist and tried to fasten it around the Beaver's jaw, petting it and cooing to it softly to try and soothe it through the pain as she worked.

"Tamara," She glanced up, "Help get him back to stable, give you exclusive milking rights for a week once he recover."
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Meep Meepersons » Sat Aug 20, 2016 11:16 am

Dorel smiled and smirked as she kissed the guild leader's tool, causing her to practically moan as it grew stiffer and stiffer. "Been a while has it?" She asks, giving the woman's cock another sensuous smooch before it popped out. When Irina mentioned skipping the fight Dorel's eyebrow furrowed. "Oh? Giving up already eh? Not used to fighting a fluid hunter~? Are you only good for sucker punches cheap throws?" She says coyly, cooing haughtily as she licks the thin fabric blocking her view of the woman's cock, causing it to pop out from behind it. The shape made her raise a brow, but overall it wasn't too surprising of a hybrid to have a non-human shaped phallus. "Heh, I've seen lots of exotic cocks little Iri~" She coos, her lips grabbing hold of the little tendril to stroke it from base to tip, letting it loose to speak again. "Which do you think will happen first? You beating me up? OR me making you cum yourself helpless~?" She coos again, her mouth opening up wide to let her long broad tongue lull out and onto the drake hybrid's bulbous spined cock, licking it from base to tip before suddenly diving her head down to touch her supple lips to the pinned woman's crotch, giving it a heavy suckle before gently rolling it around with her tongue while swallowing around it to get her throat muscles in on the action. Dorel's expertise lied with her ability to bind and fondle! Putting monsters in submissive maneuvers and sucking them off at the same time was her favorite passtime, hopefully it would be enough to really put the moves on this cocky leader~<3
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Re: Hoonters

Postby cliffracer » Sun Aug 21, 2016 3:10 am

"Ha! Fantastic hit, Katya. Don't worry, me and Duolc will get this big idiot back so he can learn the errors of his ways. Get the water flowing again and we'll clean your couch when we're done." She rubs her chin, leaning on the beaver's head. "Once Duolc stops shaking like a tuning fork, I mean. I don't wanna criticise your swordwork, but I think a horizontal strike would have stopped the... bouncing-and-shaking issue."

Tamara pats the beaver's head, squatting to look in to its eyes. "You're going to do what I say, alright? I'm an unhappy northerner with two very capable friends. Play nice, and you'll be feeling better before the day is through." She tries to hoist it to its feet and start leading it back, grinning to Katya. "Hope he CAN get milked after what YOU did to him. He ought to give us a good foothold in our 'free the sister' fund."
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Re: Hoonters

Postby lilbooth » Mon Aug 22, 2016 3:24 am

Wyck nodded abruptly and attempted to capture the attention of as many children as she could. She still couldn't speak but she would grab up whatever she could. And they all seemed to be hungry to finding them something to eat was a major priority of hers. They were distracted by mimics false steak-hand so perhaps their first meal would be of the centaur killed earlier that day. With her arms full she would make her way to whatever source of food she could find.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Reaver » Fri Aug 26, 2016 5:07 am

He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. Those were one of the few life lessons Yasker's father had given him before going off to die for some cause. The words had never hit as hard as they did as Yasker ran up the stairs to save Ghera. He knew he needed her for his own plans but that didn't change how much he was willing to risk his own life just to secure hers. More obvious had been how easily he had allowed the artifact to bond to his physical form. It hadn't been just Mordecai jeopardizing the mission that had forced his hand, but also his own lust for power, to hasten to the end so he could finally be free. He knew it could eventually cost him his own free will should the artifact's grasp on his body begin to grow. His actions had probably also caused some level of distrust among his comrades, understandable as he barely knew his own reasons anymore. Their distrust wouldn't be of concern for now, at least until they got out of the fog as they could probably guess the level of danger involved in forcing his hand within the fog. Possible backstabbers, his magic user in danger and the artifact bound to his form, Yasker was as close to success as he was to failure and he hated every second of it.

The anger within intensified as Yasker stopped near the top of the tower and took in the sight before him. In front of Ghera stood three primeval monsters that vaguely resembled their current-day counterparts. Like Mordecai, Yasker would have loved to capture one and find out all the secrets these ancestral monsters could hold but the danger that Ghera was in overwhelmed any scientific curiosity. "I want to drag their corpses back and I certainly don't think we'd be able to take any of them alive." He muttered as he glanced down at his artifact sword before he dropped Jadon's head and put his free hand behind his back to slowly grasp his goblin dagger. These were dangerous creatures and even with numbers Yasker doubted the odds were in their favor. Ghera probably wasn't the only magic user in these lands but tracking and acquiring another one would be a waste of time, so fleeing with the artifact and leaving everyone else to their fates wasn't an option.

It was quite the situation and only got worse as Jadon began to translate what the beasts were saying. "Everyone keep your weapons out of sight." Barking the order to the Hunters before gripping his knife even tighter behind his back, prepared to throw it at the minotaur's skull should he make any sudden movements or too close to Ghera. It was bad that they were capable of knowing and exploiting their relationship, or rather his own to Ghera in an attempt to make them stand down. It showed knowledge of tactics and at least average social skills to be able to discern their connection. "He'll probably push her anyways once they think they have us. One be ready to catch her should that happen while I attack head on. Head on..." Repeating the last part again slowly as he felt an alien sensation in his head. It was probably being caused by the artifact and could slowly cause anything from being mind-controlled to insanity for all he knew, he'd need to get it off of his arm as soon as possible for sure.

The minotaur must have finally noticed the sword attached to his arm since he gestured at it before Jadon confirmed what Yasker suspected. There was zero chance of him reliqusihing control of the artifact overthe the mosnter, even if he knew how to get it off. There was a chance that Ghera could die in a few moments despite his best efforts, but losing both her and the artifact would be an unacceptable setback. The buzzing and the itch inside his mind seemed to increase almost as if agreeing with his sentiment, even urging him to kill the minotaur and be done with it. No, it hadn't just urged but spoken inside of him, to him. The thought had occurred to himself but it hadn't been "him" who had suggest it. Why would he assume that the minotaur wouldn't be able to retaliate before making a move? Yasker knew they could move fast so where had that come from? "The artifact...." He muttered before raising the living weapon up towards the mintoaur. "We're either working together or not at all. I'd happily cut off my arm or slit my throat before unleashing a scourge upon this world." Speaking out loud and at a moderate volume so he could be sure that the artifact could hear him. "Ask him what he knows about the sword." He told Jadon as he slowly approached the minotaur.

Stuck between a rock and a hard place Yasker could only do what he did best, kill his way to a resolution. If the minotaur would let him close the distance then it was just a simple matter of engaging him long enough for Ghera to escape. Otherwise he was going to have to throw the dagger to either wound or distract long enough to attack up-close. It wasn't perfect but Yasker wasn't in the mood for negotiating anymore. Hopefully the rest of his group would fall in line so they could make a last push and finish the mission then he'd find out what this artifact was from the moth-girl.
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Re: Hoonters

Postby VintageBass » Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:27 am

Maybe they're onto something. Octave has proven time and time again that whenever she takes the ball, her shots are absolutely terrible. All she wanted to do was get rid of the grey orc and not have to deal with his destructive power. The first time ended with her foot getting crushed and losing Gharol, and the plenty of times it was either getting distracted or just undershooting it. Either she is just terribly weak or there's an outside force that's preventing her from actually landing a blow on this greyskin. If there was this one chance, one perfect cast of the die, maybe all of the forces in the universe will come together to give Octave that perfect swing, mustering all of her strength to perform the miracle throw and deliver a hefty blow that could rival greyskin's own first throw and give Octave the win she rightfully deserves!

But no, it's just that she sucks at the game.

Sighing in defeat over not being able to play as well as Pegning, instead to actually getting in front of him to provide the distracting duties needed, the monkey insteads steps behind Pegning and places both hands on the carpenter's shoulders. She starts working her fingers into his green skin, giving him a massage right on the field before leaning in to talk to him. "So it looks like his throwing arm is slightly injured," she replied, smiling in the process. "This is our chance. I'll just help loosen you up here so we have a better chance at winning this, and I'm rooting for you to win this, OK Pegning?" Octave pecks the orc on the cheek and then pats his shoulders lightly once she was done with her massaging.

Now set for the potentially final move of the game, Octave got herself right in front of Pegning and positions herself to provide coverage to the orc. She even turns around and bares her ass to greyskin, giving her cheeks a good smack. "C'mon tough guy, let's see ya hit this with that good arm of yours!"
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Re: Hoonters

Postby Nicoffee » Sat Aug 27, 2016 8:37 pm

Katya & Tamara

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With his mouth now tightly strapped closed and his legs almost locking together as he hopped ahead in pain. Duolc walked a little bit behind, poking his back with the tip of her sword as she attempted to intimidate him to move along faster. She snarled some at the tuning fork comment. "I...Know that. I was just uh...Giving you humans a chance to get some hits in." She lied, blowing some of her bangs out of her face with a frustrated sigh. "...Also, what's a tuning fork?"

Regardless, a few minutes later, the beaver's dam also having been dismantled, you took the giant rodent back to his new home. By the time you arrived, Marley was up and about, cleaning up the floor where the sofa had been before, since that hadn't been left free of some of the leftovers from earlier itself, either way. When he noticed the bunch of you returning though, he waved over with a big toothy smile. "Oh hello there! You guys took a while so I was wond- That's a big beaver." He cut himself off, staring up at the rodent, who still looked like he was in a bit of pain. He turned over to glance at the stables, then back at the beaver. "Uh...You sure he'll fit?"


Wyck

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Soon, you and Mimic, who was still using the appearance of a larger version of yourself, carried a bunch of little gator babies around to where the rest of the food was being kept. Letting the bunch of them get their first meals on the meat that was there, their teeth, though juvenile, already sharp enough to rip through the tendons of flesh hungrily. Mimic stretched her arms some, resuming the shape of her arm to that of a proper hand, seeing as the gators no longer needed it to bite. "So." She turned to you. "What now?"

A low grumble behind you was what you heard as Axle approached, stretching his arms a bit as he glanced over you and Mimic, then over at the children, his arms crossing in a bit of a frown. "Huh...Well, I guess that was to be expected...With you being more human than monster and all." He stated, probably referring to the fact the bunch of them were more human-like than gator. "...I'm not familiar with uh...How that stuff works." He admitted. "Do you think any of them inherited your voice...Power...Thing?" He mumbled out loud, watching the bunch of them eat. "...This reminds me of my own child...Ghera still hasn't come back yet." He huffed, scratching the tip of his nose. "...She better come back in one piece or there will be hell to pay."


Yasker, Nydia & Kenji

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"If you're so curious to know about me, we can talk all you want. But I believe we should have other priorities right now, wouldn't you agree?" The voice retorted, shifting its tone ever so slightly in an attempt to differentiate itself from Yasker's own voice inside his head. It was still rather strange, that thing, whatever it was, was still speaking using what Yasker perceived as his own voice, but it was attempting to distort the pitch and tone of it ever so slightly to make it different now.

At any rate, Jadon heard your orders and let out an awkward "Errr" before he attempted to communicate back to the creature. "എന്തു കെട്ടഴിച്ച് വാൾ?" The minotaur tilted its head to the side slightly at the question, a huff of hot breath wafting out through the nostrils of its mask. "നീ അതിനെപ്പറ്റി ഒന്നും അറിയില്ല എങ്കിൽ അതു കൈമാറാൻ വേണ്ടി അധികം കാരണം, നിങ്ങൾ നശിപ്പിക്കുന്നത് പോയതെന്നും എന്താണ് വ്യക്തമായി അറിയില്ല." It spoke in a rather calm fashion, Jadon just kind of let out another "Errr" before explaining. "He uh...Said a lot. I'm not sure I caught all of it...I think he just repeated for us to hand the sword over."

All the while, Yasker was slowly and ever so slightly shifting himself closer to the masked minotaur, trying to make use of the fact he was distracted by talking.

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M. Minotaur Wits (4) - 4

Either because he was still in a sort of daze after having just come out of petrification, or because he wasn't very attentive. The minotaur barely realized as you closed up to him a little bit, the fact he was constantly glaring back and forth between you and Ghera didn't help much, either. The centaur and the orc behind him seemed to be just hungrily glancing over at the bunch of you, somehow you got the feeling those were quite lacking in the brains department.


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With your new strategy in place, Pegning prepares his own throw, passing the ball over from one of his hands to the other as he tries to get a feel for it. All the while, the gray skinned orc has his eyes locked with Pegning's as he waits for the throw...Or...Well, they were locked, until you turned around and bared your ass for him.

Octave Manip. (6+,6+,4,5) - 21
Firgening Composure (4,1-,X) - 5

He blinked for a moment and turned to stare and, just as he did, Pegning threw the ball with all the strength he could muster. "FIRGENING YOU IDIOT. PAY ATTENTION TO THE GAME." Zinug shouted from the sidelines.

Pegning Strength (6+,4,5,3) - 18
Firgening Dex -1 Due to Distraction (2,6+,2) - 10

The gray orc blinked in panic, trying to step back to avoid getting hit, only to be smacked right on the top of his head with the iron ball and fall backwards with a loud thud as the ball slowly rolled off the field. There was a long drawn out silence that echoed around the whole camp before Rhimmo let out a loud "WOOO!" in victory, which was quickly followed by a mixture of cheers and awkward claps from the other orcs who were also watching the game. All the while, Zinug just had his face buried in his hands, probably burning in frustration as he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Slowly walking over to the field, the gigantic man stopped a few inches away from Octave, glaring down at the smaller monkey herm with an angry frown in his face. Regardless, he pulled out his coat and proceeded to present it to Octave. "...Victory is yours...And Clan Zinug is now Clan...Octave." He stated, apparently with a hint of disgust in his voice as the words left him. "By Orc tradition, you are allowed three days of government while you are not allowed to be challenged by any other orc." He stated, explaining things over to you. "...After that, however, any that are unsatisfied with your ruling have the right to challenge you, much like you challenged me." He clarified, huffing some. "...So...Warchief...What is your first order?"

Rhimmo came over, flexing his broken arm around a bit as it was slowly healing back. "We could always hold a bit of a commemoration party, I feel like we deserve it, eh?" He suggested.


Dorel

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Irina wasn't even fighting back at this point, she tossed her club off to the side. "I'm not giving up...But I am skipping the fight part and saving you the ah...Humiliation of getting beaten in public." She taunted, sticking her tongue out to you some before your sucking caused her to let out a short moan, her back arcing some as, even though the two of you had barely done that much, Irina's cock was already pulsating warmly inside of your mouth and dribbling with her pre-cum, both from her main prick as well as from the smaller tendril that came out on top. It was a mixture of both your technique, as well as how long the Guild Leader had been pent up, she was pretty much melting on top of you right now.

"H-Hey...You know, this will feel a lot better if we uh...Use some other holes." She proposed, in between huffs, though she seemed like she was more than willing to just let you take this wherever you wanted. "That tendril isn't just for show, you know..."
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Re: Hoonters

Postby VintageBass » Sun Aug 28, 2016 3:49 am

There is a slight tingling in her head and there's quite a good reason for it.

Have she gone on and actually do exactly this way earlier in the game, this would've been their chance to win it overall. Sure Pegning didn't need to get his shoulders rubbed to get that hit it, but a little motivation helped out in quite a lot of ways. What matters is getting that perfect moment of weakness from greyskin and deliver that final blow. That one moment of weakness similar to how Octave was caught off guard by the Child of Lust from earlier. Maybe greyskin has a weakness for herms, or rather their butts? Whatever the case, it's all over and Octave is now the winner of the game and the new warchieftess of a whole village of orcs! That's quite the accomplishment right there!

Octave is beaming at the news, jumping all excitedly in response as she soaks in the glorious fact that her team won. It took her a moment to realize that the coat is on her and she feels the weight of it immediately once it's on her. The monkey calms herself once she has been crowned the Warchief and she only smiles as she heard what happens now that she has the title. In fact, she even takes the coat off and hands it to Pegning, more because of the sheer weight pushing down on her.

"It'll be an honor to lead your village," she replied, bowing before the former chieftain and smiling brightly as she now starts thinking up what she could do. Her first order as chieftain, huh? That's quite a pretty lofty decision to make. There is her goal of moving everyone out, but she rather have that be a more natural and slow process rather than an immediate effect and force everyone out. But one thing popped right into her mind and she looks over to where Gharol is before facing Ziung. "Now, my first order will be to prepare a funeral service for my fallen teammate... my fallen partner Gharol. Afterwards, once that is over, Rimmo offered up a pretty good idea. I might as well treat the VIP of the game to something special," and as she said this, the monkey walks up to Pegning, wraps her arms around him and pecks his cheek passionately, "while also giving the losing team captain something to remember as well."

The monkey frees herself from Pegning to let him do whatever before approaching Ziung with her warm brightness. "I may also could use an adviser, someone to help show me the ropes on how to be a good warchief in these free periods and who knows the land very well. Would you like to assist me with that Ziung?"
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Re: Hoonters

Postby exalted » Mon Aug 29, 2016 11:52 am

Katya sighed at the goblin's antics on the way back, for one so opposed to monster captivity the little beast showed no signs of seeing the irony in her actions.

"Yes, is good business venture," She smiled to Marly's questions as the shark strolled up, "Will build new shelter tomorrow, just for him, plenty of cut wood down by river. Tonight we leash to tree, fetch rope, yes?"

She would wait for Marly to fetch some rope from their previous construction and supplies to leash the Beaver to high strong bow in the tree that formed the house and knit a proper muzzle for the creature so she could retrieve her belt. Once that was done she would send Marly to the stream for cold water and heat of pot on the stove. Soaking rags in the hot or cold water, she alternated soaking the creatures swollen goods to help him heal, promoting blood flow with the heat and removing swelling with the chill. She would pet him softly as she worked, hoping to comfort him further and create a bond. The creature knew what the stick was, now she had to show the carrot.

"Don't think he be ready to milk until the morrow," She looked up at Tamara as she worked, "Come back with Pigman to confirm breeding of Ogre and you milk then, yes?"
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