The Jester and The Courier: a wild wasteland love.
Chapter 4: This is it, the Apocalypse.
“Myrt?” Arcade pondered “you ok?”, “I need time to chill the fuck out before I go in and fix his hand” she mumbled “guys I’ll be up in my room for a bit, don’t disturb me ok?” she said as she stumbled to her room, Rex following not too far behind her.
“Is she gonna be alright, should I check on her?” Cass pondered, “Myrt’s just needing “alone time” right now Cassidy” Boone said “she needs to just…”, “you need to talk to her Craige, if she’ll listen to anyone it’s you” Raul said as he sipped his coffee.
Myrtle was in her room scrounging around “c’mon, c’mon where are you?” she grumbled as she looked for what she needed.
She finally found what she was looking for, hidden on the top shelf of her gun cabinet, a small tin box and a bottle of vodka. “Just a few mentats and a shot of happy juice…” she mumbled. She flipped open the tin and Rex started to whimper.
“C’mon now Rexie-baby, don’t gimme them sad eyes…” she grumbled, Rex just whimpered sadly and whent to go hide under her bed, she sighed “you wouldn’t understand puppers…”
She sat on her bed and looked at the bottle…
“Maybe just some happy juice for right now” she pondered, Rex whimpered, “ok, ok Rexie-baby…I’ll just…I’ll just read some Grognak comics for now”, Rex’s tail wagged.
Cicero felt so…blissful…but he knew it was an illusion, he HAD to escape. These daedra in human disguises would do…Sithis know what to him…
He shifted and looked down at his hand, it was scratched up and bleeding a little…
Cicero bit and licked at his wrist to lubricant it, then with enough effort he managed to slip his hand out. With one arm out he got to work trying to free his other hand…no use.
His other hand was cuffed tighter than the other one. “Sithis damn it” he grumbled…
He heard footsteps coming, he started to panic “oh bother and befuddle, what if they see me uncuffed?!”, the door opened…
Myrtle walked in with medical supplies, “ok buddy, please let me take a look at that hand, ok?” she said as she approached him, Cicero saw in the bag a sharp knife…
“Ok, so buddy, hear me out” Myrtle said as she gently took Cicero’s injured hand “I’am not a daedra-thing out to hurt you ok?, I’am just a regular human like you”, Cicero wasn’t listening, he needed to get that knife…maybe if he could use his feet?..., “look, I know you're scared, you don’t know where you are and you have no idea what I am but given the fact that I haven’t once tried to kill you should clue you in that I mean you no harm so please” she moved the bag away from him “stop”.
That just made Cicero angrier “well” he snarled “what do you intended to do to Cicero?”, she looked into his eyes “fix what you did to your hand first” she smirked “then when you're all bandaged up I’am taking you to Usanagi first thing tomorrow, so she can help me find out why there are so many screws loose in you”.
Cicero had to try a different tactic with her, to get out of his bindings and find his way back to Tamriel, he had…to play along.
Maybe even try charming her a bit…
“Metal woman…has anyone told you your metal eye is very pretty?”, she chuckled “thanks for the flattery…even though I know bullshiting when I hear it bud” she smirked.
(Speech 100 vs Speech 15)
Cicero pouted, Myrtle eyed him, “sorry short king but you ain’t no casanova” she giggled, Cicero grumbled, “now we are having gecko kebabs for lunch, you what anything with yours? Insta mash?, Blamco mac n cheese, I have a few boxes of fancy lad snack cakes if you want one” she smiled.
He turned away and huffed, “no need to be so grumpy, I AM really trying to help you” she shrugged.
She left the room and Cicero looked at his cuffed hand, if only he had a lock pick…or a knife…
He looked around the room, there was little to be found say for the dresser, a window and a bed, he wondered what was in the dresser? He stretched himself out and reached for the bottom dresser drawer, inside he found strange metal coins and a few metal pins of some kind.
He took the pins and hid them under himself, later on at night when it was dark and quiet he would make his escape.
“Ok since you didn't specify what ya wanted I got ya a bit of everything” Myrtle said as she entered the room with a fully loaded plate: it had 3 huge honey mesquite-grilled gecko kebabs covered in a homemade nuka-cola jalapeno bbq sauce, blamco mac n cheese, fluffy instamash with brahmin butter on top, elote maize and to wash it all down she was even giving him an ice-cold sunset sarsaparilla.
She sat it all down next to him “and I even got you this” she said as she gave him a small white frosted cake of some kind.
“Now can I trust you with a fork to not stab yourself or me please?” she sighed, Cicero nodded, she watched, observing him closely as he looked at the food suspiciously.
Cicero had never seen food like this before, let alone was going to eat it, but to play along and survive…he would have to. He looked at everything on the plate, he recognized the “instamash” as mashed up potatoes so he tried that first…it was actually pretty good.
Fluffy, buttery and lightly salted, good potatoes, next he tried the “maize” it was butter, spiced with flavorful zest and crunchy, overall really good. The mac n cheese stuff on the other hand…
Oh sweet Sithis, it was GOOD!
It was creamy and cheesy and was by far the best thing he had ever eaten, then he tried the kebabs…
Good lord his mouth was on fire!, he instantly regretted taking such a big bite and looked around for something to drink, “sarsaparilla” Myrtle pointed to the strange orange bottle. He had trouble getting the odd metal cork off the top of it, it looks like one of the strange metal coins from the drawer, she helped him out and he guzzled it down.
It was sweet! And the flavor though strange was quite enjoyable, Cicero then looked at the little cake.
He tasted it…it was like…like a sweetroll, Cicero sighed…he wanted to be back home in the sanctuary…
He began to panic again, if he did not get back soon, who would tend to the Night Mother?!
“Alright you finished?, I’ll see you again at dinner, hey let me know if you want any snacks or if you want to talk, ok?” Myrtle took his plate and walked away, “oh yes…see you soon…” Cicero grinned.
He would see her again…after all…he can’t have any of them following him now can he?
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slides you my url n a crumpled 20 from the monopoly box
urls in review // @umbralined ;
Do I Follow Them?: On every blog you make!
Why Did I Follow Them?: I don't remember rip... It was 3 blogs ago but i love ya!
Do We Role Play?: In my heart and my dreams.
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Gimme gimme gimme
An AU Idea For Our Muses: I'm really super vibing with our Ganon/Polly plot, i think we could do more with that, but honestly like. I just super want to see where the Dee/Polly plot goes. Maybe we could do something with human!Evan and Liddy? and I need Seisyll and Marius to meet each other. For reasons.
A Song For Our Muses: Like Real People Do by Hozier tbh
Do I Ship Our Muses?: Idk if the feelings would ever be reciprocated but Polly is so incredibly weak in the knees for Dierdre Sorry not sorry
What I Think About The Mun: Pupper is fantatic! Super fun to chat with, incredible art my dudes. if i had infinite dollars I would give them all of it in exchange for art. Your characters are so unique and fun to write with and read about, and you're awesome!
Overall Opinion: I love you mwah!!
Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10!
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A fun little project I gave to myself!!! Wanted to see how much brainpower I could wring out (spoilers: not much)!!
FF7 Fellas and Their Pokémon Pals:
Cloud - Immediate thought was Altaria for its floofy fluffy cloud wings, but I gotta go with Sandslash for being yellow, spiky, and wielding blade claws. Uhhhh, can also learn Amnesia through TM?? (Idk hardest by far. Not the bessst start xD)
Tifa - Mienshao for sure! Feminine martial artist thingy that doesn’t need any fancy weapons to save the planet!
Barret - Magmortar no doubt! Literally what other Pokémon has a cannon for an arm xD
Aerith - Shaymin for being flower-centric and a mythical! Can’t be the last remaining person of a species and not be considered one of a kind!
Nanaki - You’re already a magical animal; go stand behind the rope plz. Ty! <3
Yuffie - Greninja for what its name implies! (Fudge why doesn’t it learn Theif??!!)
Vincent - Okay, maybe Vincent doesn’t get hangry per se, but Morpeko does have vicious demons inside that it needs to control!
Sephiroth - Mewtwo ofc!!! Literal soulmates. Lab experiments that are the sole cause of fire-related massacres??? Both got psychic things going on?? Both hate humanity with a burning pass- nope, not making that joke. Anyways gimme a Kool Aid man oh yeah!!!
Genesis - Oricorio for its performance elements!!! (I couldn’t think of a straight up thespian Pokémon, so this is my best shot xD). Thing’s also got wings, so y’know, birds of a feather! <3 *dodges chair*
Angeal - Dewott for being christened the “discipline Pokémon”. This guy’s gonna be cross-armed while Papa Angeal shakes his head at his buddies for trashing yet another training room.
Zack - Growlithe!!! Give him the pupper now!!! Pupper NOW!!!
Jenova - Ewie ew. You don’t need anything! >:3 But I’ll give you a Nihilego for being an extraterrestrial ultra beast and brainwashing the cracked mind of Lusamine (Lillie’s mumsy) into devoting her entire life to you, annnndd eventually fusing your jellyfish body with the woman (whoah wait why are there so many similarities my lawd xD xD)
Just trying to pass my afternoon!! Now I’ll go do something meaningful! <3
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