They slowly nod, not saying a word. Their eyes are blank. Their minds are gone, it seems...
[Going to sleep.]
[Going to sleep.]
The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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Grabbing Arlin's gagged cheek, he put his cock in the males mouth and pushed deep into his throat. There was no way for the elf to bite even if he was all there. His tail unscrewed the cream, scooping up a huge glob before reaching back to thrust in and smear it over his walls. Fully coating it, he pulled the tail out and prodded Arlin's mind with his magic. It was time for him to see the damage... he could start putting it together once he was in the slut's mind. All he could hope otherwise was that the cream would mend the male's ass at the least. Worst case, he could put both siblings in a stockade to offer their holes with re-tightens. A profitable venture using their butts didn't need their minds.
"Let's see... how to start... piecing you together..."
"Let's see... how to start... piecing you together..."
The shocking continues, and the other vat starts to turn gold. Yet the shocking continues. Once the liquid inside the vat is a solid gold, the shocks stop. "Hmmm. It didn't work. Interesting..." Harek murmurs, looking at Klaus' arm.
Their minds were completely gone, shattered into pieces so tiny he couldn't even think of fixing it. They were stuck like this forever, it seems...
He mouths a "Sorry!" And quickly runs to the bathroom to do his business before coming back to gently take Ash in his arms again. Ash only grumbles a little when she's separated, and has a happy smile on her face once more when she's cuddled up with him again. This time, he mouths a "Thank you!" before going back to sleep.
Their minds were completely gone, shattered into pieces so tiny he couldn't even think of fixing it. They were stuck like this forever, it seems...
He mouths a "Sorry!" And quickly runs to the bathroom to do his business before coming back to gently take Ash in his arms again. Ash only grumbles a little when she's separated, and has a happy smile on her face once more when she's cuddled up with him again. This time, he mouths a "Thank you!" before going back to sleep.
Coming down from the nerve-grinding pain, and with the color returning to his vision, Klaus's gaze reflexively shoots to check his arm, only to be crestfallen with what he sees. "Didn't work? There are more options, right? The magic of modern medicine and such. Right Doctor?"
"Hmm. Magic of modern medicine indeed..." He murmurs, before turning to the computers again. "Melea. Get that vat out and store it. I want to study it later." He says. Melea nods and quickly runs to comply, disconnecting the now golden vat from the one containing Klaus' arm.
Harek starts tapping buttons again, and the fluid starts to recede from the vat. This time, a black, viscous fluid starts to bubble in. It rises until it coats his entire arm, then stops.
"Tell me, humanoid, reptilian, or insectoid? What kind of limb do you want?" Harek muses.
Harek starts tapping buttons again, and the fluid starts to recede from the vat. This time, a black, viscous fluid starts to bubble in. It rises until it coats his entire arm, then stops.
"Tell me, humanoid, reptilian, or insectoid? What kind of limb do you want?" Harek muses.
Klaus blinks, taken aback by the options. From the sound of it, Harek would actually be performing something precise on his deadweight arm, and he smiles internally at the thought. If he knew any better, there would've been a shred of hesitance in his immediate answer. "Insectoid." He declares, sounding like a child who's been given a lollipop after a trip to the doctor's.
"A Ravener, basically. Could be anything." He says, turning to look at him. "You could get something that looks like that bat friend of yours, the arm of a Hellion, who knows? You'll get something monstrous. My main concern is how to fix that golden problem." He says.
"Insectoid. I'll stick with that." Klaus says, intimidated by the thought of himself with an arm like Pepper's. "Is there no way to melt the gold and grow a new one? Would that mean there are ways to grow more limbs after that? Just asking to keep my mind busy, by the way. Not necessarily asking for a third or fourth."
[So sorry! Didn't see the post!]
He rubs his chin. "Maybe... Maybe not. Who can say. But anyway, insectoid it is..." He murmurs, turning to the computers once more.
[What kinda insect?]
He rubs his chin. "Maybe... Maybe not. Who can say. But anyway, insectoid it is..." He murmurs, turning to the computers once more.
[What kinda insect?]
With their minds in such a state,Colahr could only curse his luck. Smearing Ilaria next, he spanked her and sighed. He'd need some sort of magic relic or potion to repair this damage more than likely. Where his own magic failed, it was often best to resort to heavier stuff after all.
Carefully unbinding Arlin first he dressed the siblings with gentle kisses and teases to both. They weren't responsive, but their bodies were repaired. Base instincts could likely ensure they could cuddle and love their master, but it'd never be the best sex. Once both were dressed and thrown onto the bed, Colahr stripped and moved the jars and girly potion to his nearby drawers for storage.
Only then would he undress fully. Once Gila got back, he'd have his favorite girl go searching. Until then, he moved in between the siblings. Kissing Arlin and grabbing his shaft in the right hand, the left arm wrapped around Ilaria and rolled her close to his side. His tail moved to her cunt, gently pushing deep to prod her cervix while he tried to excite her brother.
Carefully unbinding Arlin first he dressed the siblings with gentle kisses and teases to both. They weren't responsive, but their bodies were repaired. Base instincts could likely ensure they could cuddle and love their master, but it'd never be the best sex. Once both were dressed and thrown onto the bed, Colahr stripped and moved the jars and girly potion to his nearby drawers for storage.
Only then would he undress fully. Once Gila got back, he'd have his favorite girl go searching. Until then, he moved in between the siblings. Kissing Arlin and grabbing his shaft in the right hand, the left arm wrapped around Ilaria and rolled her close to his side. His tail moved to her cunt, gently pushing deep to prod her cervix while he tried to excite her brother.
The arousal is there, yes; with Arlin's cock stiffening slightly, and Ilaria's pussy getting slightly wet. But that's all. They don't respond, their eyes glazed over as they stare at him blankly.
Grumbling, the demon completely released Arlin and moved his hands to grasp Ilaria's bubble butt. She'd been pregnant for more than two weeks by now, more than likely, but with his tail inside her it became as simple as moving her up his form to where they were face-to-face. With her tits against his chest, his arms moved behind her to support her as the tail gently probed her body. Kissing her, he looked toward the door with a frown as he waited for Gila to return. She'd likely be jealous of the closely held elf, even with his demonic dick painfully not claiming her, but it just wasn't going to be fun pounding someone who wasn't even willing to move on their own. Withdrawing the tail, he instead enjoyed rubbing his hands along her form to get used to the touch of his slave, the tail withdrawing as fast as it had found the cervix he'd knocked up before. Quickly, he wrote on the pad and handed it to his tail, holding it up toward the door for when Gila walked in. It allowed him to kiss Ilaria's neck, both hands moving to her ass to rub and grope. It was wise to at least get used to the girl's weight, touch, and lips.
'Find mind-fixing potion. Take all money. Will see later and reward.'
Carefully moving the elf girl to sit up, he slipped her onto the cock cowgirl style. All of the prick inside her, his hands moved to her tits. Repairing them to an extremely capable and freethinking individual, if possible, would need a potion... but for now he'd start from a clean slate. He begins gathering the fragments of Ilaria's shattered mind, nurturing it toward something new.
"Your name... is Ilaria. My lover... breeder... loyal slave. Ride."
'Find mind-fixing potion. Take all money. Will see later and reward.'
Carefully moving the elf girl to sit up, he slipped her onto the cock cowgirl style. All of the prick inside her, his hands moved to her tits. Repairing them to an extremely capable and freethinking individual, if possible, would need a potion... but for now he'd start from a clean slate. He begins gathering the fragments of Ilaria's shattered mind, nurturing it toward something new.
"Your name... is Ilaria. My lover... breeder... loyal slave. Ride."
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Melkor sighed bubbles going everywhere as he did before speaking "Well I suppose that can't be helped...how far are we now am I to expect some for of community?" Melkor asks as he continued to swim. He would most likely stick out like a sore thumb so he was prepared to go invisible if he had to, he was sure Rikaria had a way of blending in as well seeing as she had already dealt with the likes of the mer folk. "Let's hope the first mer we run into is exactly what we need I don't like being in water for very long.." Melkor comnented.
[I dunno. Didn't think I'd get this far in choosing. Ant I guess? Main thing is something with chitin]
She doesn't respond, except to groan slightly when he sinks her onto his cock. She states blankly at him, his words not processing in her addled mind.
"Yeah. They have a regular little kingdom with big ol' King Neptune sitting his father arse on the throne. And go invisible, will you? There may be patrols around the place." Rikaria says, waving her hand before slowly turning a blue to match the water she's in.
[Huh. I really thought the Dice Gods were gonna dissolve your arm...]
A dense green gas starts to fill the chamber, and it starts to boil violently wherever it touches. It gets hotter and hotter and hotter, until Klaus feels like his arm is being boiled, burned, and melted all at the same time.
A few hours later when she wakes, she sees Khorvis staring at her again. "Morning." He murmurs softly, still cradling the sleeping Ash.
"Yeah. They have a regular little kingdom with big ol' King Neptune sitting his father arse on the throne. And go invisible, will you? There may be patrols around the place." Rikaria says, waving her hand before slowly turning a blue to match the water she's in.
[Huh. I really thought the Dice Gods were gonna dissolve your arm...]
A dense green gas starts to fill the chamber, and it starts to boil violently wherever it touches. It gets hotter and hotter and hotter, until Klaus feels like his arm is being boiled, burned, and melted all at the same time.
A few hours later when she wakes, she sees Khorvis staring at her again. "Morning." He murmurs softly, still cradling the sleeping Ash.
Colahr stared at the failed efforts to touch the deeper parts of Ilaria's mind. Sighing, he tossed the girl off his prick and onto the bed without much further care. Getting up, he quickly blindfolded both the male and female before making sure to gag the duo and gently plug their ears. Sensory deprivation complete, the male went next to binding them and securing the pair to a wall meant for BDSM. It'd hold them in place, even if they could struggle, but it'd be what he used to win all this.
Walking into the main room, he'd hand Gila the pad with the message to seek out the mind restoration potions and buy them, putting all of his chips on a nearby counter before heading out. He'd trust her to get potions for the pair, but he had a different agenda. The incubus had his daggers back, his ring on his hand, and his eyes on the portal as he walked into view of the gatekeeper. This time, however, he didn't need any pad. The big guy could understand through mental communication, after all.
I'm going hunting for some scaled sluts. Advice?
He did slow down as he made his way toward the portal, but he wasn't stopping as he walked. It was time to get his mind off his familiar elf targets... and time to pursue something stronger and more amusing. Lizan and Naga were tough mortals... and were certainly going to be a treat if he found the right ones... of course, that also meant that the male was going to have to look like a Lizan soldier rather than some elf... and his illusion magic went to work to try and hide him as he proceeded through. Hopefully there wasn't an entire city that could see through his magic this time...
Walking into the main room, he'd hand Gila the pad with the message to seek out the mind restoration potions and buy them, putting all of his chips on a nearby counter before heading out. He'd trust her to get potions for the pair, but he had a different agenda. The incubus had his daggers back, his ring on his hand, and his eyes on the portal as he walked into view of the gatekeeper. This time, however, he didn't need any pad. The big guy could understand through mental communication, after all.
I'm going hunting for some scaled sluts. Advice?
He did slow down as he made his way toward the portal, but he wasn't stopping as he walked. It was time to get his mind off his familiar elf targets... and time to pursue something stronger and more amusing. Lizan and Naga were tough mortals... and were certainly going to be a treat if he found the right ones... of course, that also meant that the male was going to have to look like a Lizan soldier rather than some elf... and his illusion magic went to work to try and hide him as he proceeded through. Hopefully there wasn't an entire city that could see through his magic this time...
"Advice? Hmm... Don't attack first. And don't let Lizans see your weapons." The Gatewatcher says.
He comes out in a densely packed forest, much like the one in Trondheim, the realm of the orcs and trolls. All around him are wide, thick trees, easily a few stories tall. Vines dangle from many of them, providing easy access to the top, or an easier way to traverse the forest, if he was a monkey.
He can hear the sound of running water nearby. He could probably check it out.
[Aaaand I'm off again.]
He comes out in a densely packed forest, much like the one in Trondheim, the realm of the orcs and trolls. All around him are wide, thick trees, easily a few stories tall. Vines dangle from many of them, providing easy access to the top, or an easier way to traverse the forest, if he was a monkey.
He can hear the sound of running water nearby. He could probably check it out.
[Aaaand I'm off again.]
On the other side, in a somewhat familiar presence thanks to his venture to originally capture and make Gila his mate, the male had to say he was impressed. His daggers were moved to the back of his waist, his illusion adding a cloak. It'd at least give him a method to block them from sight magically and simply by turning to face them. If they were at least a bit warmer to welcome his kind, he'd maybe not even need to project an image. All the same, now looking like a powerful Lizan male with his tail not even required to stay near him, he started quietly toward the sound. He didn't sneak, but he certainly didn't run. It was a matter of simply being calm and not trying to draw too much attention or try to pass off he was sneaking. If he were in the middle of their territory and already getting watched, he'd need to look natural...
Melkor merely nods before he uses his magic to have his form simply vanish, luckily Rikaria had merely shifted into some sorta camo so he could still follow along behind here, now it was only a matter of getting into this kingdom and finding a target.
As he nears the river, he starts to hear voices conversing in a gruff, guttural tongue. Reaching the river, he sees two Lizans a fair distance away, roasting a fish on a spit. They seem to be friendly enough...
Drawing closer and closer, they start to just be able to make out the shape of a large marble palace, when Rikaria suddenly puts an arm out to stop him. "Patrol. Over there. Stay as far away as you can. They can smell you." Rikaria says in his head. About 15-20 feet away, he can see an Amazonian mermaid swimming, clad in gleaming armour and armed with a trident.
He chuckles. "Sure. I won't be complaining. But this one is mine." He says, giving Ash a little squeeze, which makes her smile and hug him tighter.
Drawing closer and closer, they start to just be able to make out the shape of a large marble palace, when Rikaria suddenly puts an arm out to stop him. "Patrol. Over there. Stay as far away as you can. They can smell you." Rikaria says in his head. About 15-20 feet away, he can see an Amazonian mermaid swimming, clad in gleaming armour and armed with a trident.
He chuckles. "Sure. I won't be complaining. But this one is mine." He says, giving Ash a little squeeze, which makes her smile and hug him tighter.
Two lizans would certainly be tough if they ended up fighting him. However, the fact they seemed at least not to be the kind to fight was enough for him to move forward and into the clearing. With his voice broken, it at least meant he could feign being mute with effectiveness. Into the clearing, he tried to study the pair of Lizan while simultaneously motioning to his neck and then shaking his head. With luck, his illusion magic would hold and he wouldn't appear to be a demon to them...
They notice him when he steps out, and the male immediately grabs a spear, while the female grabs a bow. Both train their weapons on him, narrowing their eyes. Seeing the scar on his neck, they lower their weapons a little and look at each other. "Who are you?" The male asks in a deep voice, his eyes still narrowed.
Unsure whether or not the male and female saw his truly demonic form or the lizan one, all he could do was hold a hand out to suggest he meant no harm. With his weapons hidden, the male lowered to sit at the edge of the campfire before carefully grabbing a stick from the dirt and drawing in it a moment later.
'Friend. Looking for others. Names?'
Putting the stick down, he had to admit that he was interested in the lizans. The males were likely quite capable if he wanted one to fight for him... but the female was an anomaly to him. However, it didn't stop him from carefully emitting his lust aura. It wasn't a hostile action, but one intent to try and make the lizans horny. Horny people were often more willing and manageable... and it wasn't too big of a lie yet if they discovered it and demanded to know his identity.
[No clue just how lizard our lizans are. Descriptions, even basic, would be killer.]
'Friend. Looking for others. Names?'
Putting the stick down, he had to admit that he was interested in the lizans. The males were likely quite capable if he wanted one to fight for him... but the female was an anomaly to him. However, it didn't stop him from carefully emitting his lust aura. It wasn't a hostile action, but one intent to try and make the lizans horny. Horny people were often more willing and manageable... and it wasn't too big of a lie yet if they discovered it and demanded to know his identity.
[No clue just how lizard our lizans are. Descriptions, even basic, would be killer.]
[I usually just give the descriptions when they're close enough to see properly.]
The male glances at the female before nodding to her. They both sit down and look at him for a long moment. Getting a better look at them, he sees that the male is about six feet tall, with a powerful muscular body. He's got a muzzle full of razor sharp teeth, and yellow eyes. Dark green Scales cover his entire body from head to toe. He has talons on his hands and feet, and small, bony protrusions where his ears would be.
The female is slightly shorter, And has light green eyes to match her lighter scales. She has D cup breasts and a curvy ass, and her body is toned and muscular as well. They were clearly hunters.
"Neck. What happen?" The male asks.
The male glances at the female before nodding to her. They both sit down and look at him for a long moment. Getting a better look at them, he sees that the male is about six feet tall, with a powerful muscular body. He's got a muzzle full of razor sharp teeth, and yellow eyes. Dark green Scales cover his entire body from head to toe. He has talons on his hands and feet, and small, bony protrusions where his ears would be.
The female is slightly shorter, And has light green eyes to match her lighter scales. She has D cup breasts and a curvy ass, and her body is toned and muscular as well. They were clearly hunters.
"Neck. What happen?" The male asks.
'Traitor tried to kill me. Killed him. Travel alone now'
His eyes watched the female, not at all surprised that she had nice tits. She'd make a great slut, even if they were more lizard than human. The male could also be a good soldier and stud, though there was no way to tell since most lizan could retract their cocks last he checked.
'Name Kolar. Yours? You hunt far from home? Or alone?'
He put the stick by his side, making a note that he wasn't close enough to make them lust with his aura. He'd have to be patient from his place opposite of the campfire.
His eyes watched the female, not at all surprised that she had nice tits. She'd make a great slut, even if they were more lizard than human. The male could also be a good soldier and stud, though there was no way to tell since most lizan could retract their cocks last he checked.
'Name Kolar. Yours? You hunt far from home? Or alone?'
He put the stick by his side, making a note that he wasn't close enough to make them lust with his aura. He'd have to be patient from his place opposite of the campfire.