The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)

[Floozer]

She slams into her again and again, her heavy balls slapping against her soft flesh every time. She pulls her cock out of her pussy and gives one final thrust into her ass before hitting orgasm, spraying her load into Karina's ass and onto her thighs and legs while moaning loudly.

 

[Archangel99]

"Now, I focus on the staff wielder, trying the same trick as with the druid." Richie says, grinning.
"I continue my attack on the tentacle beast." Melly says.
"I move to protect Meal-e." Kiras says, gazing intently at the board.
Pepper sits up and tilts his head to look at what's going on.

Karina moans happily as her ass is filled, and her body relaxes, slumping forward onto Khorvis' chest, panting with a silly grin on her face. "That... Was amazing. Thank you, guys." She says, looking up at Khorvis. Phorsaal notices she has the same slight hungry expression as Ash did. "And you, my dear, your cum is absolutely delicious." She says, drawing a finger along his jawline before sitting back. "Mm. That was lovely. Now back to work!" She says, picking up the tattoo gun and going back to the dragon. Within half an hour, she's finished, and admires the glossy black dragon with a smile. "Mm. I do good work!" She says, grinning and standing before washing Khorvis' long hair out. Now, his hair had three streaks of deep purple running through it, one at each side, and one down the middle. "As for you, my dear, next tattoo is free." She says, winking at Khorvis.
"Awesome." He says, grinning and holding up a thumb with both hands.
Karina laughs and turns to Phorsaal. "You snagged a real hunk here! Now if you'll just come with me to make the payments..." She says, practically dragging her out of the room. "Okay what the hell did you give to him to change his cum? It's... It's... I can't describe it... What the hell is that?" She asks, looking at Phorsaal.

 

[Floozer]

"I gave him a potion that made his cock bigger and produce more cum. As for the flavor of it... she is spiritually sensitive, thus making him a very tasty target. I have an imp back home that was going for a bit of his blood as well. So I am guessing that flavor has sunk into is cum as well? I have yet to give him a blow job to be honest."

 

[Archangel99]

"Hah... You should totally give him a blowjob. You'll see what I'm talking about. I swear, I could live off his cum..." She mutters, a little dreamily. "Anyway... Payment?" She asks, smiling, right as Khorvis walks in, towelling his hair dry.

 

[Floozer]

"I already gave it to you dear.... before we walked in. 210 chips." She points out.

 

[Archangel99]

"Huh? Where-? Oh there they are..." She mutters, walking over to the counter and putting the chips into the drawer. "Well! Thank you, and come again!" Karina says, smiling and nodding at them. "Oh definitely..." Khorvis says, nodding as he checks out the tattoo.
"Oh, and, no shirts for at least a few hours, if you can help it? Just till the swelling goes down." Karina says, peering at the skin around the tattoo.
"Sure. No problem. Perfect time to show off, anyway." Khorvis says, grinning.

 

[Floozer]

Phorsaal nods and picks up his discarded shirt and vest. "We still have time for one more stop... want to see the black smith?"

 

[Archangel99]

"There's a blacksmith? Yes I bloody well do!" He says, grinning.
Karina coughs, and in the middle of it, Phorsaal can hear the word "bloodthirsty". Khorvis gives Karina a fake wounded look that makes her snort with laughter.
Khorvis shakes his head and turns to Phorsaal with a wry smile. "Let's go, miss." He says, taking his vest and shirt.

 

[Floozer]

She leads him back out to the streets and heads for the blacksmith with a grin on her face "I actually got my staff from here! A wonderful weapon that I save for bad situations."

 

[Archangel99]

[Now... Did you at least read the blacksmith part of Slem's adventure?]

 

[Floozer]

[Depends... would you disown me if I said no?]

 

[Archangel99]

[I'll take that as a no. *Eye roll*]

They are hit by a wave of sweltering heat when they enter the shop, and the tang of molten metal fills the air. They immediately see the source of the heat, a large, open hollow at the back of the shop, the outside of which is shaped like monstrous teeth, with a red hot fire burning within, casting its light over the shop. In front of it, working on what seems to be a sword, is a muscular Ultima. He's red skinned, and is wearing a helmet shaped like a bull horn that protects his face from the heat of the forge.
"Welcome. What are you looking for?" He asks, in a deep, gruff voice when he notices them.

 

[Floozer]

She steps up and smiles at him "Hello... I don't suppose you remember me do you? I am Phorsaal... you sold me a staff long ago. Probably not..." She looks to the side and then to Khorvis "What are you looking for dear?"

 

[Archangel99]

"No I remember you alright. Just didn't recognise you for a second." The Ultima says, smiling and nodding down to her.
"Dude... This guy is fucking huge..." Khorvis says, his jaw open as he stares up at the Ultima.
The Ultima laughs heartily. "Rakon. And you are?"
"Khorvis..." He says, still staring up at the blacksmith. "Nice helmet."
"Thanks. Made it myself." He says, bowing his head.
"Okay... So what kinda armour have you got that's kinda light? I need to move quickly. And I need flexibility." Khorvis says, grinning.
"Arena fighter?"
"Yep."
"Won't be needing it, then. There's a no armour rule. Basically, you're gonna be fighting in a loincloth." The blacksmith says, chuckling.
"Wait. What? When did they-?"
"New rule. Came out this morning. There are some metals that are almost impenetrable when made properly, so... Not really surprised this happened. The rich ones can just give their slaves impenetrable armour, and boom. They win." The Smith says.
"Well... Shit." Khorvis mutters.

 

[Floozer]

She claps her hands happily as he recognizes her and smiles as Khorvis seems to get along with the mighty smith. "Hmm... well that is a bit of a problem now isn't it? I guess it is all just physical endurance then. I suppose you could still get some armor... or at least look around. Nothing says you can't have a set while escorting me around right?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Sure. If you're willing to shell out a pretty penny." Khorvis says, rolling his eyes.
"Actually, you're a mobility fighter, right?"
"Indeed. Speed and skill over brawn." Khorvis says, nodding.
"I have the perfect thing for you. Wait here." The blacksmith says, walking over to a rack. He comes back with a suit of armour that seems to be made of a tough black leather, and has studs of a reddish-black metal riveted through it. There are spikes on the gauntlets and shin, and one more on the helmet. "Whole set for 500 Cs. Only reason I'm not charging more is because nobody buys this stuff. Everyone always wants the metal stuff." He says, rolling his eyes, which makes Khorvis chuckle.

 

[Floozer]

"Well, that is much better than just your clothes dear!" She pulls out 500 chips and hands it over to the smith with a smile "Here you are my good smith!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Yeaaaah... How much do you have left now?" Khorvis asks, raising an eyebrow as he pulls the armour on, leaving out just the chest piece. Even without the chest piece, he still looks intimidating, the dragon tattoo only adding to the image. The helmet is in the shape of a Spartan helmet, except the plume has been replaced by spikes that make his head look like a heavily armoured hedgehog.

 

[Floozer]

"Umm.... 1,790. you are the only person I have spent this much cash on... let alone this much in a single day. So you really should work hard to win your fights dear." She says with a bit of pointedness to her words.

 

[Archangel99]

He rolls his eyes. "Chill. What are the chances that someone as trained as me in fighting is going to come along?" He asks, shrugging.

 

[Floozer]

"Higher than I would care to think about. Regardless, it is all an investment in the long run." She says with a smile. "Speaking of running, we should really get going."

 

[Archangel99]

"Hmm... Last match, right? Yeah. We got about three or four hours. I can hear the crowd though. Actually... We should probably go. I want to get an idea of the people I'll be fighting." He says, looking thoughtfully in the direction of the arena.

 

[Floozer]

"Good idea. thank you again Rakon, I am sure we will be back some day in the near future." She gives him a polite bow and leaves the shop, heading for the arena.

 

[Archangel99]

He nods to her, and they set off.
In about 45 minutes, they reach the Arena and walk in, taking a seat on one of the many rows. The crowd is cheering as a male orc squares off against a female. Both are naked save for strips of cloth covering their genitals. The male orc has what looks like a staff, while the female has a whip.

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus rubs his hands together, thoroughly invested in the silly roleplay tale of sorcerers and tentacle beasts. Melly spins a 2, Kiras a 3, Pepper a 3, Klaus a 3, and Richie a 6, 4, 3, and a 1.
Her confidence invigorated by the fierce battle, Melly makes the mistake of selling the opponent short. A mass of tentacles jumps on her from behind, just as Kiras is approaching broadsword-first in an attempt to stop it. Even so, it's too late! A writhing tentacle slips first into her unsuspecting ass, forcing its way deep into her rectum, and then another into her once-tight pussy, prodding her womb as it blasts her full of lust venom. Kiras manages to slice another path towards Melly, but is stopped short in his hopes of freeing her by the sweep of tentacles, roughing him up as he struggles to distinguish which way is up. Pepper is in a similar situation, though with enough thrashing through several brutal thrusts, he manages to break free from the grapple, as do Rumod and the troll, who're about as weak on their feet as he is as all three struggle to stand. As the mind of the beast is focused on his fellow heroes, Klaus charges into the mass of tendrils, artful dodge after artful dodge until he's by the core. With a quick stab to the shoulder, he bolts back out of the fray as the tentacles block his path yet again.

 

[BubbleLord]

Hearing Gila admit she loved getting her ass fucked by him was more than enough to get him nice and hard. Hopefully his clothing shop owner's needy holes could wait for another day Giving it some time was all but ideal, keeping a hand to help the wobbly-stepping orc femboy up the stairs. The tail slipped loose, smacking her across the ass as they got inside.

"Then let's work on making you feel great, since you seem to love my cock in you. We can't mess with that chest of yours, so we'll lay you face-down on the bed with your cute ass in the air... three days or so is plenty of time to make your hole so well-trained to my shape that you could probably tighten it up around me more than any virgin."

[Maybe this could be used as a jump point for Colahr, since there's no telling how far behind he was chronologically?]

 

[Archangel99]

"This time, I focus on the rogue and the knight, lashing my tentacles out to trip and trap them." Richie says.
"I struggle and squirm in the grip of the tentacles, trying to escape, but my resistance is slowly decreasing thanks to all the lust venom." Melly says.
"And I keep fighting." Kiras says.
Pepper sneezes and knocks over his figurine.

[Yeah you probably should. Do you want me to at least play this scene out before I jump you?]

 

[Floozer]

"Hmm... those are both weapons that use reach over force. This one will be decided by how that woman uses her whip. If she is skilled enough, she can use i to disarm the man. However, if he proves stronger, she will be the one disarmed. A game of cat and mouse I believe."

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus rubs Pepper's head as Melly spins a 4, Kiras a 4, Pepper a 6, himself a 1, and Richie a 2, 2, 3, and 5.
Melly, still fighting against the binds, sees her opportunity and frees herself with some precise struggling. About a gallon of lusty tentacle goo drips from her abused holes, and though her resistance is fading, she remains with her staff in hand, twisting and dodging without necessarily meaning to as she sets several tentacles aflame to the base with each swing of her staff. The coat of demon ichor surrounding the core body bubbles by the stomach, melting away from the heat. Kiras has a similar stroke of luck. As a horde of tentacles try and suspend him in the air, he slashes each one away with his broadsword, chunks of severed tendrils falling to the ground in coiled heaps as he moves closer to the center. As he reaches out for the core body, he can just barely manage a slight slice at the bared stomach with the very tip of his blade, adding to the creature's injuries. Pepper's troll and goblin are wreaking havoc on anything they can reach, with Pepper himself slashing every tentacle in his path as he dashes in close to the center body. Seeing his chance, he holds his scimitar at the ready, before stabbing the elven boy just below the left shoulder and carving out a nasty wound. One more hit like that one, and the tentacle beast may indeed have to give up the ghost. On the contrary, rogue Klaus's luck finally runs out. As tentacles storm him from all angles, one in his ass, one in his cunt, and another ramming his throat, the lust venom is too good to resist. He thrums in sheer bliss from the beast's hold, restricted to no more than pleasured twitching as his hole are stretched wide to impossible proportions. As his fight finally ends, being mercilessly ravaged by the writhing tendrils, the Gypsy talisman from before falls from his pocket.

 

[Archangel99]

"Indeed. Although the male seems to have literally no fucking clue on how to use said staff... Look at him. He's swinging the thing like a damn club." Khorvis says, shaking his head dismissively. "This fight is gonna get over in about... Five minutes more, give or take. He's losing his stamina... She's staying out of his reach... Aaaaand there she goes." Khorvis says. Indeed, the orc was sweating like crazy, and the female orc swings the whip at his hand, striking him with the tip. With a cry of pain, the orc drops the staff. The next thing he knows, a coil of leather is around his neck. With a grunt, he's dragged to the ground. The female leaps on him, and, keeping the whip tight, starts grinding back and forth on his limp dick. The orc grunts as the scare blood supply to his brain reduces even further as it moves down to his thick dick. The female laughs and rises with his dick, keeping her pussy just out of reach. She swings her hips from side to side, rubbing her pussy lips over the orc's dick while pulling the whip tight if the male so much as moves. The orc goes a dark green, and promptly passes out. Then, she wraps her whip around the base of his dick and coils them tight before slamming his staff down on his neck with her feet. Like that, she starts to grind back and forth, teasing the orc's dick as the now-purple organ throbs and twitches in the air. This orc was not going to cum till the female had her fill...


"Knowing what Klaus' talisman does, I immediately leap for it, trying to grab it before it falls." Melly says, smiling and rocking back and forth.
"I... Continue to attack tentacle beast for rest of chances." Kiras says, rolling his eyes.
Pepper has already fallen asleep on Richie's lap. Again. Lazy dog...
Richie grins. "And I use the rogue as a ragdoll to attack the druid, sheepdog and troll, knowing they will not fight back for fear of hurting him." He says.