The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Heh. I've got plenty more stories." He says with a chuckle, then nods. "What do you think would be better? Living in a house or a castle?" He asks, tilting his head. "Houses are small, and easy to clean and stuff. Plus, finding someone isn't a hassle..." He murmurs, smiling.
"Nooo. The public would lose their shit." He says with a laugh. "But seriously though. What are you planning to do when you become Queen?" He asks, looking up at her.
"First off... I want to equalize the demons and hammer down this abuse shit. If we are smacking each other around how the fuck are we going to get anywhere? Then I want to work on slave handling. Mostly I want to avoid any more shady buyers like the zombie event a while back."
"Zombie event? Ahhh. Right. That monster that ripped up a quarter of the city... Anything else, though?" He asks, grinning.
"Hmm... Keep the arena open. Maybe have a couple of cultural festivals once in a while. There's nothing fun for people to do around here except fucking." He says, grinning.
He opens his mouth, then closes it, before raising an eyebrow. "Fertility festival? I had amusement parks in mind..." He says, sighing and shaking his head.
"Great! And please don't make all the rides sex themed. That would be an eyesore." He says, giving her the look.
"Uhhh... Slippery succubus? What's that? Sliding around on a bunch of oiled up succubi groping everything?" He asks, chuckling.
"Right... I'm gonna take a nap. Wake up up after a while..." He murmurs.
[Anything you wanna do before the time skip?]
[Anything you wanna do before the time skip?]
A week later...
The whole city is in an uproar over the new case that has come to light, that of the demons being abused by the soldiers. There are riots in the streets, fights breaking out between soldiers and civilians, and more. The city is starting to collapse.
People have already begun calling for a new ruler, and many have begun chanting just a single name.
Phorsaal.
The whole city is in an uproar over the new case that has come to light, that of the demons being abused by the soldiers. There are riots in the streets, fights breaking out between soldiers and civilians, and more. The city is starting to collapse.
People have already begun calling for a new ruler, and many have begun chanting just a single name.
Phorsaal.
"None... Although... Are you sure you want to go into battle butt naked?" He asks, chuckling as he reaches down to give her ass a squeeze.
"Don't go for majestic bullshit. Just get some armor that can dissipate magic." He says, sliding his middle finger into her ass, burying it right to the knuckle. "Like mine. You saw how much that lightning of yours was diminished when it came into contact with it? Although I have no idea if they produce something like that here..." He mutters, starting to thrust his finger in and out.
"Awww..." He groans, chuckling as his finger leaves the warmth of her ass. "Alright then. Most probably it'll take a few days for him to make it." He says, following along behind her.
She finds him where he usually is, hammering away at some piece of equipment or the other. As usual, he doesn't even look up when they enter.