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Fire spirit; ?
"Bad guy attacking here. But also the ENTIRE KINGDOM here." Nightshade briefly explained
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abookishdreamer · 2 years
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Character Intro: Arke (Kingdom of Ichor)
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Nicknames- The Great Traitor, The Fading Rainbow by most people in Olympius
Sis by Iris
Age- 18 (immortal)
Location- The Underworld
Personality- Arke considers herself to be the last standing Titan. She's ruthless, vindictive, and selfish- filled with intense rage and hatred towards the status quo. She vehemently dislikes being overshadowed by her twin sister. She's an aromantic asexual.
She was once close to her twin sister Iris (goddess of the rainbow). Things changed during the height of the Titanomachy & the sisters had to make their loyalties clear. Arke sided with the Titans (especially Kronos) while Iris sided with Zeus and the rest of the Olympians. When the war was finally over, as punishment, Zeus stripped Arke of her beautiful iridescent wings and imprisoned her in Tartarus- the darkest depth of the Underworld. Her maddening descent into mental illness is heavily whispered & gossiped about.
It was up until a few years ago when King Hades pleaded on her behalf. Arke was pardoned, but was still not allowed to have her wings. Even though she was free to travel out of and leave Tartarus, Arke made the Underworld her permanent place of residence, living in a small apartment (paid for by Hades).
Arke's favorite dessert from Hollyhock's Bakery are the chocolate espresso salted caramel chocolate chip cookies! She fell in love with them the moment she tried them when Hecate brought over a box.
Her relationships with the other deities are non-existent. Hades, Nyx, Erebus, Hecate, as well as other Underworld deities have stopped by to check on her, however, she prefers to be on her own. She doesn't even acknowledge the existence of her father Thaumas. Arke has several Fatestagram accounts that she uses, mostly to gain intel.
She was absolutely livid when she found out that her wings were on display at the palace on Mt. Olympus.
Arke harbors a MASSIVE resentment towards Iris and Zeus. She often has fantasies about exacting her revenge on them in the most torturous and painful way possible.
Her favorite thing from The Bread Box is the blackened chicken sandwich.
As part of her release and pardon, Arke was also given a hefty financial compensation, so bills and such are not a problem for her. The payout was given by Hades.
Her go-to drink is a black widow martini. She also likes beer, blackberry soda, & whiskey. A usual for her at The Roasted Bean is either a large unsweetened green tea or an olympian sized dark chocolate latte.
Arke has a pet dragon, a girl named Nightshade. She loves riding on dragonback, enjoying the sensation of being in the air!
Her favorite dish is astakomakaronada. She also likes oxtail stew with rice and peas.
In her free time, she loves riding on Nightshade, enjoying the sensations of flying. She also enjoys kickboxing, axe throwing, and visiting shooting ranges. To put her feelings onto paper, Arke also enjoys channeling her rage through writing poetry, short stories, & drawing. Arke does lotus tiles sometimes- on an erratic high, she does experience auditory & visual hallucinations of Kronos.
"One day, I'll bring Olympius to its knees."
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just-the-hiddles · 3 years
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Twelve Days of Hiddlesmas | Day 10 | Loki | Santa Baby
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A/N: This has been in my head in some fashion or another since last Christmas.  and I finally got to write it!
Pairing: Loki x Reader and a bit of Steve x Tony
Summary:  You have no idea what to get Loki for Christmas.  After no help from the team, you settle on a gift.  You only hope he likes it.
Warnings:  Smut (vaginal sex, couch sex), inappropriate use of a Santa hat
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“And what are you doing?” Tony commented as he strolled through the Avengers common room. “Don’t you have a job to do?” He grabbed a sugar cookie from a platter on the table.
You popped your head around the large Christmas tree. “I took the day off. Now will you help find my present from Loki?”
“And risk being dropped into a pocket dimension? No, thank you. I still haven’t found my spare car keys.”
Steve strolled in the room. “Is she trying to get you to tell where her present is?” He jabbed a finger in your direction.
“Traitor.” You stuck your tongue at Steve.
“I prefer all my limbs attached to my body.” Steve leaned over to grab a cookie, but you ran and snatched it away.
“Cookies are for people who help.” You slumped into a chair, hugging the plate.
“Why is it so important you find your present?” Steve sat down on the arm of the chair. He reached for a cookie again, but you hugged the plate tighter. “Don’t you want to be surprised? Like Loki will be when you give him your…” Steve’s voice trailed off as you gazed up at him.
“You don’t have a present for him yet?!” Tony stepped forward. “Christmas is in three days! Even I don’t cut it that close.”
“I don’t know what to get him. I was hoping to see what he got me in order to get ideas. What do you get a god?!”
Tony popped the last of the cookie into his mouth, crumbs catching in his facial hair. “Have you thought of sex?”
“TONY!” Both you and Steve yelled at him.
“What?!” He shrugged his shoulders. He pointed at Steve. “I didn’t hear you complaining on your birthday last year.” Steve turned a bright shade of red.
You stood. “Tony, eww. We are friends, but I do not need to know about your sex life. I think you and Steve like brothers.”
“That have sex.” Tony grabbed two cookies from the plate you were still holding. “With each other.” He handed a cookie to Steve.
“The two of you are impossible.” you groaned.
Loki stepped in the room just in time for you to shove the plate into his stomach. He picked up a cookie and popped it into his mouth.
“Was it something I said?” Loki questioned, turning back to see Steve and Tony staring at him.
“That would be me, Reindeer Games.” Tony sidled up to snatch four more cookies before slapping Loki on the shoulder. “But don’t worry, there’s always next time.”
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You spent the next 24 hours asking everyone in the building what to get Loki for Christmas, but everyone came up short. You stared at the ceiling.
“Fuck it.” You stood and got dressed to do some last-minute shopping.
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Christmas Morning
“To Tony, from Steve.” Tony called out as he grabbed a large box. He shook it for effect. “Is it a pony?” Tony grinned at Steve.
“Don’t you own a horse farm?”
“Two, actually. But wouldn’t a pony be fun to keep around the Tower?”
“No!” Everyone piped up.
“Party poopers.” Tony pouted as he continued to pass out presents.
You grew more and more anxious waiting for Loki’s gift. Your leg bouncing up and down. Loki smiled down from his perch on the arm of the chair where you sat. Despite the festive day, Loki still wore all black.
“Are you nervous?”
“What!?” you yelped, fortunately everyone was too busy watching Natasha and Bruce exchange presents to notice. “No. No. No.” you stuttered.
Loki rubbed your shoulder. “I am certain whatever you got me is perfect.”
You pressed your lips into a tight smile. Your stomach twisting into knots. He leaned down to kiss your head. “Of course, dear.”
Loki jumped up. “Which reminds me…” He pulled a small box out of thin air. “… here is your present.” He handed it to you.
“That’s where you have been hiding it.” You turned the box in your hand.
“I couldn’t have you finding it ahead of time. I heard you were looking.”
You giggled and unwrapped the book while Loki looked on. As you lifted the lid, you spied a beautiful leather-bound book. You picked it up and spied the title and then gazed up with tears in your eyes.
“It’s my stories.” Your voice cracked as you continued to flip through the pages, seeing your words on the pages.
“Do you like it?” Loki asked. “You don’t like it. You are not saying anything. You hate it. I’ll…” He moved to take it back.
You snatched it back and tackled him. The two of you hitting the floor hard with a thud. You cupped his cheeks and kissed him. “I love it. It is the most thoughtful gift ever.”
Loki’s face broke out into an enormous smile. His arms wrapped around you and he twisted so your back pressed against the floor. Loki’s lips latched onto yours and you sighed as your hands wrapped around Loki’s neck. His tongue slipped into your mouth, the two of you oblivious to everyone else. Until you noticed Tony’s feet by your face. Loki and you parted to gaze up at him.
“Were you not the same person who gagged when I even mentioned having sex with Steve?”
“I did it for comic value?” You gazed up. “I’m a huge hypocrite.”
Loki cleared his throat. “Perhaps we should retire to our room?” He stood, carrying you with him. The two of you dashed away.
Tony spun around to face the rest of the group.
“If it makes you feel better, Tony, she gagged when I kissed Bruce.” Natasha offered.
“Yeah, but that’s understandable. Look me and Steve, look at Bruce.”
Bruce glared at Tony.
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The door slammed behind you and Loki. He stalked towards you, caging you against the door. His breath steamed against your skin.
“Where’s my present, my sweet?” He pressed tender kisses against your neck.
“Didn’t I already give it to you?” you purred.
“Decidedly not.”
“Why don’t you take a seat on the couch and I’ll go get it.”
“Mysterious. I like it.” Loki stepped back, and you hustled to the bedroom.
It took several minutes to get dressed. Loki called out to check on you.
“Just a minute.” You snatched the Santa Hat off the dresser and hit the button for the music system for the apartment. Strains of Santa Baby played throughout.
“Darling, why is there…” Loki’s mouth dropped open as you stepped out wearing red lingerie that left little to anything to the imagination.
You strolled towards him, swaying your hips as you moved to straddle his lap. You put the Santa hat on him.
“Can I sit on your lap, Santa?” You rocked your hips against him.
Loki gripped your hips. “Have you been a good girl?”
You pouted. “I haven’t, Santa. I have been very naughty.” You nibbled behind Loki’s ear and moved down his neck. “I didn’t know what to get my boyfriend for Christmas.”
Loki moaned. “What did you end up deciding on doing?”
“Sex.” you deadpanned. “What do you think, is sex a suitable present?”
He bucked up against you. His erection straining against his pants. “I think it is an excellent present.” His hands tugged at the bow in the front. “Should I unwrap my present?”
“Please.”
Loki made quick work of the scraps of fabric covering your body. You tugged at his pants, pushing them to the floor. You lined yourself onto Loki’s cock and lowered yourself slowly, wiggling your ass when you were fully seated. Loki’s head fell back onto the couch.
You rocked back and forth on Loki. He moved his hands to squeeze and pinch your nipples.
“God, Loki!” you moaned arched your back. He took that opportunity to wrap his arms around your torso and latch onto your nipple, sucking hard.
Your bodies twisted and Loki pushed you into the cushions of the couch. He pulled your legs onto his shoulders and snapped his hips hard against you. He grunted with each thrust. Your orgasm teetered on the edge. You found your clit and rubbed against it.
“Come on my cock, love.” Loki groaned.
You came with a loud moan and your walls squeezed Loki tight. Your eyes closed as your orgasm washed over you. Loki’s eyes squeezed shut as he thrusted once more and came inside of you. He held tight to your legs, breathing hard.
“Loki?” you questioned.
His eyes fluttered open, and he gazed down on you. “I must insist on you giving me this present for all occasions.”
You grinned and pulled him down by his shirt. “I am sure I can accommodate.”
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doritopaw101 · 3 years
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Arc1, book 3: Chapter 1
-Dream Start-
The forest was dark and tense. It smelled like fox-dung and death. There were bones scattered around and whispers could be heard. This was a hellhole in every aspect; it felt like you were being watched, and the eyes on the trees didn't help. They didn't seem to go away no matter what you did to them, they would just bleed and spread.
A white tom struggled to soothe his nerves as he stumbled back from the tree. He looked at his bloodied paw, not liking that the eyes seemed to move from the trees and spread to his paw. He wiped it on the red grass.
"Hello?" he called.
He spotted amber eyes from a bush and a pair of green with amber highlights. He looked away and at the sky but he instantly regretted it.
"What is going on? What is this place?" He closed his eyes, staring at the red sky made him sick.
"A place where the cats who don't fear go to, Icefire."
He whipped his head to see Redtail, a smirk on his face. The throat wound that killed him was present but wasn't bleeding as he saw with the tortie molly. His fur also looked wet and water dripped as he walked. Icefire realized that he was no longer sitting on red grass, but was on a somewhat clear blue surface. "Redtail? What's happening? What was that?"
"Something you'll know in due time. For now, I want to know how well you're fitting into the deputy role."
Icefire didn't appreciate that Redtail brushed off his question, but he didn't voice that. "I'm doing well according to Bluestar- we chased off a fox."
"A fox you say?" Redtail sounded amused.
"It was a young one- didn't want it to settle in our territory. We've been on the lookout for coyotes lately, and the apprentices got the chance to see a deer. Swiftpaw and Maplepaw even rode one."
"What about my killers?" Redtail growled, eyes narrowing. "What about them? Why didn't Bluestar have them killed?"
"It's a struggle for her since she raised them… but other than that, your guess is as good as mine," Icefire replied.
"She raised me. She shouldn't be moping in her den," Redtail growled. "That's not my mother."
"She went through a betrayal," Icefire pointed out. "I'm sure she'll snap out of it soon."
"Like she snapped at Miststrike?" Redtail inquired. "Served her right, as well as all the other tiger blood."
"It's not her fault!" Icefire snapped. "She didn't know her littermates were traitors."
"If two of them are rotten, what's stopping the others?" Redtail asked.
"That's not how they are, that's why." Icefire backed away from the tortie tom. He honestly didn't want these thoughts in his head right now. "Where's Goosefeather? Because if you're here to talk shit about Tiger-roar's kin, I want out."
Redtail shrugged. "Who knows where he is."
"Can you at least tell me the tortie molly's name?"
Redtail chuckled as everything was starting to fade around him. "Her name is Mapleshade, and the tortie tom you've probably seen with her is her son Patchshade."
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Icefire gasped as he woke. He could feel his heart thumping. He tried to calm his breathing down, but it didn't help. He started hyperventilating and felt dizziness creeping on him, but he felt Raveneye's paw pull his head into their belly fur.
"Bad dream?"
Icefire hummed. It could be seen as a bad dream. He didn't want to tell Raveneye about what he saw.
"Dewflare?"
He hummed again. Raveneye smelled like hay and lust. They've been to see Barley again. That barn cat can do things.
"Wicked shrew. Want to go hunting?"
"Sure."
He slowly stretched, gazing around the den; cats were still asleep or were too tired to really move. Patrols had been doubles since Tiger-roar and Nightshade's exile, didn't help when they found two dead kittypet bodies from where they found Fuzzypelt's. It turned out to be Bluestar's kittypet mates: Cookie and Wallie. They found a kitten among the four dead kittens by Cookie's body. Bluestar named the kitten Milk-kit and was under the watch of Nettlemist. Frostbite's kits: Lightkit and Whitekit had been killed during the battle by Lizardstripe.
It had been discovered that Lizardstripe and Mudfoot had more kits, the single kit was given over to Shadowclan quickly.
Thunderclan had an elite for the first time since Oakstar's reign from Smallear's words. Bluestar had promoted several apprentices for a stronger fighting force.
Silverstream had been stuck in camp for a few more days but when she was leaving Graystripe decided moved to Riverclan. He was shocked honestly but sent his good wishes.
He didn't care much about that like the older warriors did, what he did care about was Sunnypaw. Chestnutclaw had been the one to find her, bleeding and half blind. Her vocal cords had been slashed making talking very difficult and painful for his daughter. She was jumpy and didn't like being alone at all. He broke him seeing his kit so distressed and not being able to take it away. Frostbite was doing her best to teach Sunnypaw paw-speak and claw-scratch.
He and Raveneye padded out of camp. The sun's rays were weak for the moment which he was grateful for. He sat down close to the prey pile, washing his face. He noticed Raveneye huff before starting to paw and sort the pile. Icefire knew Raveneye liked the prey pile in order and hated dirt on his prey. Yellowfang grumbled all about how Thymeroot and Raveneye were neat freaks, it caused Yellowfang's white fur to show more. Though it fun to watch the clan screech when they saw Yellowfang had white fur.
"Let's go, we'll eat when we get back," Raveneye mewed, then added, "With no dirt on our kills."
Icefire murmured a reply and followed him. If only it were that easy. "P..Pa..pa?" he turned his head to see Sunnypaw, her eyes soft. He went over and quickly nuzzled his kit.
"You shouldn't be talking sweetie" he mewed softly "Doesn't it hurt?"
[Wouldn't have heard me]
"I'm surprised Chestnutclaw didn't wake up" the tom took to staying close to Sunnypaw since her attack, despite their issues Icefire admired the protectiveness.
Sunnypaw whimpered against him [Can I come with you?] she signed [Please?]
"Yes, of course," Icefire mewed. "Just stay close to me and Raveneye" Who knows if Tiger-roar or Nightshade were still close to the territory.
Raveneye chuckled. "Let's go then before your father has to assign patrols."
The early day was bringing great prey. He'd caught two voles so far, with Raveneye catching a dove and a thrush. He saw his kit going back and forth from bushes and trees. He hoped she caught some prey by now though it had been the first time she's been out of camp.
"I think we should head back," Icefire mewed. "The sun is rising."
"Alright. Sunnypaw, come on. We're leaving."
No response came. The apprentice wan't in sight. Panic flooded Icefire as he ran forward and tried to follow his kits' scent.
"Sunnypaw!" he yowled.
"Where are you?" Raveneye called.
Icefire caught her scent. Quickly he dashed after it before he skidded to a sudden halt. He stopped Raveneye from leaping forward, blocking the moggy with his tail. Raveneye opened their jaws to protest but quickly shut them again at what he saw in front of him.
Sunnypaw was sitting down, shaking and her breathing fast. Icefire rushed over and held onto his daughter. Sunnypaw tried to fight him but he didn't let go.
"Sunny Sunny it's me, Icefire" he said softly
Sunnypaw clung to his pelt, whimpering softly
"I'm here" He soothed.
Raveneye curled their tail around Sunnypaw and slowly licked her ears. They stayed like that for a while, the soft sobs of the apprentice and the birds chirping were the only things audible.
By the time they made it back to camp, Leopardstorm and Goldenflower were on the deputy rock assigning patrols. Icefire quickly jumped up, nodding to Leopardstorm and Goldenflower. "Thank you. Sorry that I'm late- who did you two assign?"
"I had assigned Sandstorm to lead a hunting near Snakerocks," Leopardstorm replied.
"I had Mousefur assigned to lead a patrol at Sunningrocks," Goldenflower added.
"Not a small patrol I hope. The last thing we need is more death."
"Of course not," Goldenflower mewed. "Though I want to assign Seedspots on a hunting patrol."
"She's complaining again?"
"Unfortunately" Goldenflower sighed. "I know having kits can be tough but..."
"At least her kits are watched," Icefire mewed. "Nettlemist needs more credit than he's given."
"Indeed he does" Leopardstorm agreed
Icefire turned his head when he realized that Stagtail had been standing there, waiting for him to finish speaking with Leopardstorm and Goldenflower. "Er, sorry. Do you need something?"
Stagtail nodded. "Can I take a patrol to the ShadowClan border? I heard about the attack, and about Embereyes almost being killed…'' she trailed off, unable to finish. Once she heard about the attack that had almost killed Embereyes, she had hurried to aid ThunderClan. Voletail had been discovered as the one that had tried to kill her, as he had been under orders to do so by Tiger-roar and Nightshade. But when the attack backfired, Stagtail took care of that with a quick snap to his neck. Afterwards, he returned to ThunderClan and demanded her place back in the clan, and Bluestar gave it to her willingly. Icefire could still recall the callous look in her eyes as she gave Stagtail the same suffix as Voletail but it was also Rosetail's suffix so Stagtail wasn't bothered.
Before Icefire could reply, Darkstripe interrupted. "You haven't been back for a moon! What makes you think you should get to lead our patrols?" The tabby's belly was getting rounder and rounder by the day. Darkstripe admitted that these kits weren't Tiger-roar's, but he still refused to reveal who the actual sire was, leading Icefire to be more suspicious of the dark tom. "Why don't you let the bigger warriors do the leading?"
Stagtail curled his lip in a snarl and looked as if he wanted to claw his ears off. Icefire rose to his paws, using his tail to prevent her from leaping at him. This was no time for any infighting, not while the threat of Tiger-roar and Nightshade remained as they lurked near ThunderClan's forest.
"Enough of this!" Icefire snapped. "Stagtail, you can take a patrol of five cats, and Darkstripe, either join a patrol or shut up."
Darkstripe glared daggers at him for a few moments before he scoffed and turned away. Icefire couldn't help the foreboding chill that crept up his spine as he watched the dark tom go. His loyalty to Tiger-roar and Nightshade was not easily forgettable, and him hiding the sire of his own kits raised many questions to be asked. All of the secrecy left Icefire with a feeling that Darkstripe could not be trusted, and he figured it wise to keep a close eye on Darkstripe before even more cats could get hurt...
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Knight: hey man! look! just don't try anything and you'll be fine! *he says to smoked cheese with- a genuine smile on his face! and that well meaning goofy tone that only someone, genuinely giving ya a chance could! someone offering so much, yet still willing to give more, solely for a new friend or friends? talk about greed- *
Smoked Cheese doesn't know how to feel about this.
Nightshade has finally gotten Royal to calm down.
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Will: *creates a construct jet to fly everyone up to the top of the tower!* well! Mozzarella? care to join us in telling golden the good news? ya can bring yer robot friends too! you too Smoked! *is this gonna be Burnt cheese's first time flying?* Avarice: say! Burnt cheese? do ya name yer Jackals?
This is one of the first times Burnt Cheese has flown. He chuckles at the question. "Colby and Jack are the main two that I keep by me."
Smoked Cheese backs up as Royal still snarls at him. "This cake hound really doesn't like me."
Nightshade pets Royal to calm her down a bit. "She's afraid you may try to do something to me..."
"We can go do that!" Mozzarella says, excitedly
Salak glares at Smoked Cheese, but tries to not my too too obvious with it
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Avarice: thank you! i promise, we wouldn't leave that friend there to guard against possible trouble if WE didn't 100% trust them! Black lily: Burnt cheese cookie? i've known you for a long time, OR AT LEST HAVE MEMORIES! of you from that time! you've always been a wonderful, stern, and resolute, gate keeper! but your BEST quality and greed's been, keeping those you love happy and safe, but also being so compassionate! i've always admired that in you! *to smoked cheese* SMOKED, you've LEGIT done FAR worse, to the souls in here- and have BEEN a more ACTIVE threat to them! i may not be the lily i used to be! but your code's readable cause of that! i KNOW exactly what you've done! and that YOUR soul'd fail the scales! SO CARE TO REPEAT THAT DEAR?
(discussing how Black Lily communicated to Smoked Cheese from the bottom of the tower lol-)
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"Thank you," Burnt Cheese paused to think "...Black Lily."
"What do you want me to repeat?" Smoked Cheese says, leaning over to look down off the tower to Black Lily "I was asking this wither rose guy if it would be dangerous for him to be here, in a place full of barely-living souls."
Nightshade pets Royal to try to calm her down.
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Pitaya: *disappointed* oh
"There are the cages the monsters are held in when we pass the arena." Burnt Cheese says. "Though if you really do want to fight, you are allowed to go back and see where Smoked Cheese is."
"I think he's going up the tower. Just a guess." Nightshade says semi-sarcastically, motioning to Royal who is giving the tower the death glare.
Salak chuckles a little.
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Snapdragon: *trying not to laugh*
Pitaya: *sees everyone looking at her* not. One. Word. *blushing intensely*
"Well if Smoked Cheese is smart they wouldn't try anything on Royal, because if anything happens to her here, I will not be afraid to haunt whatever causes it." Nightshade says
Salak takes a glance at Pitaya and back to Nightshade. "And they'd also have to deal with me, too."
Royal lets out a tiny angy howl
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*they all land!* Knight: huh- uh i don't notice much difference? Avarice: i feel the same- Black lily: honestly- even if it was noticeable- i think i wouldn't notice-
Burnt Cheese Cookie, standing at the gates, looks at everyone. "I am Burnt Cheese Cookie, the Keeper of the Gates. Olive, you two have already passed the trials so you may continue. Fettuccine, you're already from the Kindgom, so you may continue." he says.
"Good luck on the trials!" Olive says, taking Fettuccine with her through the gates.
"You others, to enter our kingdom, everyone, noble or lowly, must pass through these gates. The gates will measure the power of your greed." Burnt Cheese goes on with his classic introductions. He seems to giving an interested look at Avarice, if you could sense his looks through his jackal head hat thing. "The first trial, you must win in a fight against my jackals, using your bare hands."
Nightshade looks uncomfortable, he was never a fighter. And he's afraid Royal might get hurt.
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Pitaya and snapdragon: *ready*
Nightshade and Salak are ready, yes Salak is coming with. Dark Choco is going to watch after Biscuit and Buttercream(two of the three cake hounds, as Royal insists on going with Nightshade) and Soap. Salak personally is bringing a spare food and water bowl for Royal. She also has a spray bottle, 'cause she can't sweat and doesn't wanna have a heat stroke.
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Pitaya: I understand I don't go to fire spirits birth place as that's where my spouse died
"Yeah but just imagine how traumatic it is to him if he had to visit the place he died. It's PTSD on much worse levels." Nightshade comments. Royal whimpers.
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Pitaya: *curious*
Nightshade nods at Pitaya.
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Ultra: oh yeah that is confusing- ANYONE with a Blue or Indigo colored ring! OR white ring i'll add that too! are 100% with me'n my brothers! good honest people! anyone with a green ring? and their leaders the short blue skinned people- are GOOD guys! but see US as criminals- so fight them but DON'T kill'em- orange, pink, red, yellow, BAD guys! if not us! hurt'em bad! kill if NEEDED! black lanterns are 1 50/50 that more clear?
Nightshade nods, understanding a little better now. "Honestly I'm not a fighter. And Salak really doesn't like using her venom unless she has to. But I'll take full note of this. Dark Choco is the most likely to be of help if they do decide to visit."
Ducky nods understandingly
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Salak coiled up. "Ouroboros, a snake swallowing it's own tail, or a snake-like dragon swallowing it's own tail. It means wholeness, or infinity... why am I remembering this? A snake swallowing itself means the snake is starved to the point of self-cannibalism. Or a kingsnake thinking itself is another, smaller snake and is therefor food. Watching it cycle around moving forward to eat but also moving forward to avoid being eaten, not realizing it's eating itself away. What would happen if it succeeds? The snake would vanish, most likely, but most of the time it dies trying to eat itself, refusing to spit itself up. That's when somebody comes in to help it, make it think itself isn't food, usually by something smelling strong, like hand sanitizer, and it spits itself up, stopping the ouroboros, and continues to live."
"Salak, are you just hungry?" Nightshade asked, interrupting.
Salak nods "Probably."
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"The bravest cookie of all... scared of ghosts. What else is new?" Nightshade commented
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