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Post by Antero Black on Sept 30, 2004 0:45:16 GMT -5
I walk up behind Sasha and put my arms around him. I lick his ear. Then I slap his face and push him into the wall.
Why do you always hurt me? Why? I saw you leave.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 30, 2004 0:47:34 GMT -5
I chuckle slightly.
"Well, I wouldn't question your methods, Ms. Olga, but you do seem rather malnourished."
Isn't this the woman who met Lysander? I had better warn him... but then, perhaps it will not be so bad. She doesn't seem too bad, but then...
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Post by Olga on Sept 30, 2004 0:51:52 GMT -5
"This body is frail, but once I get some man meat, I will be plenty nourished." Olga says with a grin
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Post by The Troll King of Tounela on Sept 30, 2004 0:57:38 GMT -5
"Perhaps the vain who like to f**k rails. But i believe you should have found some one more appealing. This body seems to frail to me. She will be broken in half just by a touch. Olga you are happy with this body? She is too thin. But i suppose you know mortals and human better than i. I wonder what will be said of the one you are mimicing. She will be labeled a sleeper and a major std carrier. How funny is that!"
Tk is getting bored with this. He had wanted to cause mischief. And instead met a quiet being and this troll woman. Hell he could not even try to have fun with her of fear of gettin an std or breaking her body with his. How drole!!
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Post by Olga on Sept 30, 2004 1:00:01 GMT -5
"I don't care. I like this new body. It gets the job done. Now grrrraww, I am hungry, I am going to find a man to eat for dinner." Olga waddles off furiously and disappears into a crowd.
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Post by Anima on Sept 30, 2004 1:00:58 GMT -5
I remain quiet, observing the two trolls. I must learn how this one acts, and warn Lysander.
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Post by TheWyrm on Sept 30, 2004 1:15:13 GMT -5
...Spock's shuttlecraft crash landed on an uncharted M class planet in the Gamma Draconis star system. He observes the local inhabitants, and replicates clothing that will help him blend in.
Spock walks around the town square in search of any clues that may help him get in contact with the enterprise, when he is discovered!
The locals soon establish that his intentions aren't hostile, and permit him to speak with their chief. Little did he know, their chief was eleven feet tall.
Unsure about their local customs, and wanting to make peace with the chief, Spock offers him a martini that he replicated for himself earlier.
The chief explains their local customs, and how to use their communication technology, however Spock's universal translator seems to have been malfunctioning.
After some minor adjustments, it's repaired, and can now understand what the chief is saying.
Spock finally gets in touch with the enterprise, and explains the situation. The chief overhears, and lets them know that it's a local custom to roast marshmallows, and would be delighted if the crew could make it. The captain accepted, and the crew beamed down to the surface.
Diplomatic ties were now in place with this new alien culture, and the crew beams back up, all except for Spock. He turns to the aliens, and says. "Live long, and prosper."
Then beams back to the enterprise.
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Post by Halo Dove Kuin on Sept 30, 2004 1:22:56 GMT -5
"Why, I am Kuin, of course. Angel of Light and Happiness. And I am here," he bows and smiles widely, "To make your life easier! You work so hard for so little and you have so much pain. It is my purpose in life to help people like yourself."
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Post by Coyote on Sept 30, 2004 1:29:33 GMT -5
When Kallen looks back towards Coyote he is no longer there. A hand lays on Kallen's shoulder from the other side and Coyote laughs, somehow on the other side of Kallen now. "Well, there's alot to see." And he is gone again, now standing behind Swan. "Now you've met our own lovely Swan." Gone again. "Tovio went through alot for her you know." Coyote is sitting on the table behind Kallen, still smiling. "I think you'll like her."
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Post by Kallen on Sept 30, 2004 1:46:06 GMT -5
"i am sure i will. And Coyote i love your antics but...you are making me dizzy. Could you at least go back and forth not all around?"
Kallen giggles. He sure was funny. He was so spontanious.
"I have met Swan before...she and alkonost asked if i would join. Althought we had no spoken long i know she...you are kind."
She nods to Swan and then looks back to Coyote wondering what he would do next.
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Post by Sasha Kropotkin on Sept 30, 2004 1:47:18 GMT -5
I hit the wall hard, and look up, glaring at Antero. I straighten my composure, and clear my throat. I resist the urge to draw my handgun.
"Now Antero, I can't be with you all the time. I thought you would have known that by now." I say in an almost condescending tone of voice.
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Post by Coyote on Sept 30, 2004 1:51:19 GMT -5
"Dizzy? Alright, I'll slow down. I maybe an old man but I love my fun. Maybe you've guessed by now but, I am 'The Coyote', not simply a guy with the same name. I just can't resist."
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Ovid
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Anarchist Alien
you can trust me...cross my hearts...yes i said hearts
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Post by Ovid on Sept 30, 2004 1:52:29 GMT -5
Ovid walks the streets. He had to relocate from the americas due to the devestation. He thought he would like it here however. Lots of small animals to eat and places to stay. It seemed most were use to weird beings for no one stared or stopped him.
He wore jeans and a black t shirt with a white symbol on the front. He was not sure what it mean but it looked cool. It seemed to be the icon for a band or something which pleased him.
He walked along with a baseball cap on his oversized head...his spots showing. He looked around with his dark black eyes surveying the masses around him.
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Post by Kallen on Sept 30, 2004 1:56:07 GMT -5
Kallen was reminded of an old cartoon she once saw when she was a child. without even thinking she spoke aloud.
"Well thank goodness i am not the road runner or else you might be chasing me."
After saying it she felt foolish but it seemed funny. She laughed anyway.
"Sorry it just kinda popped into my head. By The Coyote what do you mean? And i love that you are such a free spirit. I am sorry if it seems i am trying to hinder you."
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Post by Coyote on Sept 30, 2004 2:03:20 GMT -5
Coyote looks slightly crestfallen. "You... don't know who I am?" He rocks a little on the table top, "Well, that's disappointing." Coyote hops off the table and onto the floor, "Never? Never heard of the Coyote!? Crap, I need a PR guy."
The shapeshifter brushes his raven hair and sighs. "I'm one of the Native American spirits of the old legends. Coyote, the Trickster. Man, they loved me. Really blew some of my stuff out of proportion though. I'm credited with inventing death. That's not entirly correct or course."
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