The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)

[Slemmandre]

"I literally just set my own self on fire to save our lives. If you could give me four-score of ten seconds to just ensure I don't black out and die, it would be much appreciated." Klaus pants, sounding none too pleased with being chastised right now.

 

[Archangel99]

Ryan keeps his peace, but doesn't look happy about it.

 

[Slemmandre]

Taking a few minutes to breathe, and letting the burning pain all over his body dull down to just a searing ache, Klaus finally looks up at Ryan and the rest, bordering on defensive with his furrowed brow. "Could you quit staring at me like that? I get it, the fire is strange, but it's flash paper. If you don't know what that is, you just rub it on your fingers, sweep it across another spot you've rubbed it onto, for example, your wrist, and you have fire. Hurts like all hell though, as does, oh I don't know, getting your leg almost cleaved off by a giant-ass spider thing while trying to defend a crew of sailors who seemingly now want to lynch me for it!"

 

[Archangel99]

"I know what fire paper is. And that she doesn't blow bodies up." Ryan says coldly, pointing to the Raveners.

 

[Slemmandre]

"That's the trick, you've gotta really lay it on and then just throw it. I'll be honest, it's never that intense. I don't know if you're gonna burn me at the stake or not for saying this, but considering the fact we just came from an ocean of tar, I'm thinking that thinks around here might be just a little bit more flammable than not." Klaus flexes his fingers, pointing at the lights of the supposed city.

 

[Archangel99]

Ryan narrows his eyes at him. "Do you think we're stupid? Huh? Just because we're sailors, we're supposed to be superstitious idiots who believe whatever any random fuck says? That was not fire paper. Now you better tell us what the hell you are before this situation gets worse. And trust me, it will." He says, a dangerous look in his eyes.

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus just lays back, unflinching in response to Ryan's threats, but still trying to look like a victim. "What're you gonna do, huh? Beat the living shit out of a man who's already dying on the ground because he saved your life? I'm not asking for a lot here, and I'm sure as hell not planning on fighting back. Considering the fact that you're trying to wrench the truth out of me with your fists hanging over my head, I don't think you really deserve to know. We're currently sitting in whatever hellscape this is, and you're more interested in getting into my life story than getting out of here. Okay, well, I'll come right out and say that my mom was an exiled angel. That sounds fucked, see? You're not gonna believe me either way, but she taught me how to do it."

 

[Archangel99]

"That "Truth" is actually more believable than that fire paper bullshit. Next time, just come clean with us." Ryan growls. "Wait. Angels exist? How did your mom get exiled." Aaron asks. "Ugh. He's still lying, Ryan. I can see it!" Boyle says, narrowing his eyes at him. "I know. But right now, we don't really have a choice. If we're going to make it out of this place alive, then we need whatever help we can get. Even if it's from a rather questionable source." He says, glancing at Klaus.

 

[Slemmandre]

"Or, you could try to look at things from my perspective for a second. How the hell is a kid supposed to grow up knowing he and his mom are freaks, and the second he does anything, he knows he'll look suspicious, and then get beat up for the truth. Telling you this could get my family killed, just so you know, not that it really concerns you all that much." Klaus narrows his eyes right back. "She fought someone, or rather, something, she wasn't supposed to. If I tell you what, it'll open up a whole new can of worms. On top of that all, she caught feelings for my dad. Does that cover it? Can we get up now and find me some goddamn help, or do you wanna stick some nails through my hands while you're at it here?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Ryan, he doesn't even look angelic. Look at him. Do you see wings? A halo? Something? I mean, all legends have SOME basis of truth!" Boyles says, completely ignoring Klaus. Apparently, to them, he had no voice right now. Save for Ryan, who was the only one listening to him. "Look, man. I don't care what he is. He has the means to get us through this place and hopefully to that city." Ryan says, trying to placate Boyles. "Fine. Fine. I'm backing off now, but don't tell me I didn't say so!" Boyles says, backing off with his hands raised.

 

[Slemmandre]

"What the fuck would an angel have a halo for?" Klaus mutters. "She had wings, they were a symbol of her pride, but they took them away when she was exhiled. It was incredibly traumatic for her, thank you very much. Now, we're going to that city, and I'm not going to calmly sit here and be interrogated as I'm probably internally bleeding. Does this sound like a plan?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Just shut the fuck up, man. Nobody's even listening to you!" Boyles says irritatedly. "Enough!" Ryan yells, glaring at Boyles, his hackles raised. Boyles backs off, raising his hands again, though he doesn't look happy about it. The rest of the crew is silent, looking between Boyles, Ryan, and Klaus.

 

[Slemmandre]

Fed up, Klaus snaps with his fingers. "Still possibly dying, in case you didn't realize. If we could start walking sometime today, that'd be great." True to his words, he starts shambling along towards the lights, still limping from his injuries.

 

[Floozer]

"It is hard for me to see past their massive apperance and overwhelming presence.... but I am sure you are right. I don't know any ultima personally so it would be very rude to judge."

 

[Archangel99]

There is a bit of muted muttering as the sailors start to follow behind him. They walk and walk for hours, taking a rest every two or three hours, before night finally falls. "We need to find shelter... Boys, look around. See if you can find anything we can use." Ryan says, looking around the place.

 

[Archangel99]

"Yeaaaah what would you do without me, eh?" Jackal says, spanking her ass with his tail and winking. "Anyway, it's time to leave. I hope you can carry about a hundred or so kilogrammes of hot orc!" He says, laughing and moving to pick up the herm.

 

[Floozer]

She slaps his ass when he passes by "I can handle myself... and don't get any ideas with her, she is more mine than yours." She hefts the fallen orc warrior over her shoulder with a grunt of effort. "Come along, lets get back before these two cause us any issues."

 

[Archangel99]

"Yadda yadda yadda. Technicalities!" He says, waving his hand airily as he gropes the orc's ass, slipping his fingers into her ass and pussy every once in a while. They walk back to the portal without any hindrances, and step through. They are greeted by the Gatewatcher on the other side. "Hmm. Two, I see. Couldn't resist keeping the hermaphrodite, Hmm?" He says, chuckling as Jackal yells out a loud "Herms for the win!".

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus looks around the landscape as well, searching for anything that would bear them any shade.

 

[Floozer]

She smiles at the gate keeper "I couldn't resist. She has an amazing body with extra pieces to play with! Besides, I got the one I needed for my client all the same!"

 

[Archangel99]

They see some sort of a small, underground entrance, probably to a cave.

"Yes, and it happens to be her sister, to boot." The Gatewatcher says. "Well, we'd best get moving!" Jackal says, continuing to walk towards the city.

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus points the entrance out to Ryan. "Hey, there's not a doubt in my mind that this isn't safe, but it looks like there's a cave here if push comes to shove."

 

[Archangel99]

"I'll take it. Better than sleeping out in the open." Ryan says, walking over to the cave and picking up a stone on the way. He throws the stone inside, listening for any odd noises. They hear nothing. "Alright. It's safe..." He mutters, going into the cave first.

 

[Slemmandre]

"If you're so sure." Klaus calls back, following along behind him into the cave, and hoping that the crew naturally will as well. He keeps close to the right wall. An old trick about something or other had popped up into his head, even if he has no idea what it pertains to.

 

[Archangel99]

The passage continues to slope downwards, until it opens up into a large, circular room, with more than enough space to fit all the sailors comfortably. The floor is a soft red sand, and they would have no problems sleeping.

 

[Slemmandre]

Klaus settles down on the floor, spreading out off to the side, and taking care to give the sailors their space so long as they'll do the same. The red sand is comforting, but he's still on his guard, and keeps one eye on the opening of the cave at all times.

 

[Archangel99]

There is muted muttering as the sailors spread out around the cave. Unfortunately for Klaus, though he tries to keep his eyes open, the exhaustion of this whole day takes over, and he falls asleep.

A few hours later, he wakes to the feeling of being rolled over and pinned face down. Then, something tears at his pants, ripping them open. The next thing he knows, a thick, throbbing cock is being pressed against his asshole!

 

[Floozer]

She waves goodbye to the gate keeper and follows jackal back into the city with a smile on her face to sell off her new orc slave and spend some time with her herm "so... I am thinking of getting her bigger balls... I really like balls to be honest."

 

[Slemmandre]

"I can't say I didn't see this coming." Klaus sighs, non-wounded leg kicking back against the form in an attempt to shoo them away. "Go on, fuck off. Else you're one of the sailors, but I don't really want any of them inside of me anyways. Of course, if you are one of the sailors, you're probably not going to listen. Isn't that right, Boyles?" His tone is casual, especially considering the fact he's getting pinned down and boned out of nowhere.

 

[Keelat]

Melkor's continued to grunt and pant his legs shaking from holding himself back from completely bucking against his mouth until he couldn't hold back anymore, he gripped the head of Colahr and began to give more forceful pushes down his throat his sack meeting his chin occasionally "Ah! That's a slutty mouth you got!" He says as a healthy dose of pre gushes down his throat preparing him for what he will eventually be swallowing.