"Hrn. Perhaps 'Navigator' is too professional a title. I do suspect him of padding his resume."
Boom casts his gaze about. "Upper half of a human female, lower half like that of a r-fish. Filthy and bedraggled. Poor with words, although not necessarily stupid, simply incapable of expressing thoughts properly. It seems to be able to manipulate and enthrall weak-minded individuals with its song."
He raises an eyebrow.
"At least, that's the conclusion I've reached. I remain completely unaffected, while your cook is smitten."
It's been a long while since Jessie has gotten anything that could be described as a good night's sleep. Nursing her wounds from a hijacking, chasing a vanishing lead, worrying over a recovering Garret, trying to plan for every emergency on their way North. These things kept her awake long into the evening.
Finally it felt like she could just close her eyes and rest.
But first...
"Howell, I want you to go with Jaralla and tell the captain that he'll listen to her if he wants his first mate to be useful again."
Lupe walks out of the kitchen and into the...commotion outside the kitchen. Black feathers move slightly as he takes the drinking hat from his head.
Back to work I guess
"Sir, I'm the navigator. The name is Lupe."
"To be fair, I hardly remember drinking with you either. Brought this thing out for some reason though", he says, turning the silly black headdress over in his hand.
"Also, I couldn't help but hear your ramblings earlier, and I have to say, I agree completely with your decision to do something about the... the thing. Whatever it is. Did you know it can talk?"
"Anyway, I'm sure I could guide us out of these forsaken rains and somewhere dry just as well, if not better than the...thing. Jaralla, or whatever it keeps calling itself."
"I would hardly call that man a doctor, but when I met him he was practicing something that might charitably be considered a corrupted form of a healing science. When I met you you were naked and filthy in the middle of the marsh. And you still are."
Boom frowns.
"As difficult as it is to say, I would trust him as a doctor more than you."
The doctor holds up his hands and sticks out his lower lip. "I already called magic bullshit. You want a splint put on a broken bone you come talk to me. I'm not dealing with this kind of nonsense."
"I would hardly call that man a doctor, but when I met him he was practicing something that might charitably be considered a corrupted form of a healing science. When I met you you were naked and filthy in the middle of the marsh. And you still are."
Boom frowns.
"As difficult as it is to say, I would trust him as a doctor more than you."
"We're dealing with a virus that no one in civilization knows the first thing about. The best course of treatment at this point would be to throw shit at a wall and see what sticks.
"What does it recommend? More singing? Crystals? Perhaps runes and 'good feelings'?"
Jaralla huffs. "No, I just said! 'Herbs and flowers.' I think you like listening to yourself so much that you don't listen to others!
I don't know the names people give them. You're smart. If you let me sing to you you could name them. But you won't so you'll have to follow me to them."
"I would hardly call that man a doctor, but when I met him he was practicing something that might charitably be considered a corrupted form of a healing science. When I met you you were naked and filthy in the middle of the marsh. And you still are."
Boom frowns.
"As difficult as it is to say, I would trust him as a doctor more than you."
Howell shakes his head. "We're dealing with a virus that no one in civilization knows the first thing about. The best course of treatment at this point would be to throw shit at a wall and see what sticks.
Boom steps forwards. "Herbs and flowers. How convenient that you have divined the cause of the illness, and know exactly how to cure it."
He gives the mermaid an appraising look. "Very well. You'll get your chance. Tomorrow we shall mount an expedition for your herbs and flowers. But know this."
He jabs an accusing finger in the mutant's direction.
"I will test if anything you were to administer to Ms. Crais is toxic. If it is, I assure you, your death will be dramatically less pleasant than the least pleasant death you have ever cared to imagine."
Marius grins as the soldier stands back up. The grin shatters into an ugly scowl in an instant as he thinks of all the food this thing is keeping him from searching for. Meat. That he could be eating.
Then he grins again, "I wonder how you see without eyes!" He screams, running towards the windows, grabbing the desk chair quickly and hurling it through the glass screaming: "You can't touch me!" then ducking away into the corner from the expected storm of the weapon.
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[Lupe Cobar]
"Yeah sure, I'll get right on th-"
Lupe looks over at his fellow crewmates. He shoots them a look
"Yeah, and some people are trying to plot a way out of a dangerous jungle full of unknown beasts and halfbeastwomen. So I would just go back to bed if I were you."
He gives them what his ancestors might have referred to as 'The Great Bird'.
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[Swordmaster] [Indefatigable] [Cannoneer] [Egotistical] [Stubborn] [Secretive]
"Hrn. Perhaps 'Navigator' is too professional a title. I do suspect him of padding his resume."
Boom casts his gaze about. "Upper half of a human female, lower half like that of a r-fish. Filthy and bedraggled. Poor with words, although not necessarily stupid, simply incapable of expressing thoughts properly. It seems to be able to manipulate and enthrall weak-minded individuals with its song."
He raises an eyebrow.
"At least, that's the conclusion I've reached. I remain completely unaffected, while your cook is smitten."
http://www.audioentropy.com/
It's been a long while since Jessie has gotten anything that could be described as a good night's sleep. Nursing her wounds from a hijacking, chasing a vanishing lead, worrying over a recovering Garret, trying to plan for every emergency on their way North. These things kept her awake long into the evening.
Finally it felt like she could just close her eyes and rest.
But first...
"Howell, I want you to go with Jaralla and tell the captain that he'll listen to her if he wants his first mate to be useful again."
...Jessie may have spoke too soon about the good night's sleep thing. The stomach cramps fire right back up as soon as the song ends.
http://www.audioentropy.com/
Goddammit!
"And try to be quick."
[Navigator] [Marksman] [Tamer] [Wanderlust] [Radical] [Persecution Complex]
Lupe walks out of the kitchen and into the...commotion outside the kitchen. Black feathers move slightly as he takes the drinking hat from his head.
Back to work I guess
"Sir, I'm the navigator. The name is Lupe."
"To be fair, I hardly remember drinking with you either. Brought this thing out for some reason though", he says, turning the silly black headdress over in his hand.
"Also, I couldn't help but hear your ramblings earlier, and I have to say, I agree completely with your decision to do something about the... the thing. Whatever it is. Did you know it can talk?"
"Anyway, I'm sure I could guide us out of these forsaken rains and somewhere dry just as well, if not better than the...thing. Jaralla, or whatever it keeps calling itself."
"What? What are you talking about?" Howell looks from Jaralla to Jessie and back again, before throwing his hands up.
"Fuck it, magic bullshit, outside of my jurisdiction." He throws the door open and addresses the room.
"Mange-Ass over here apparently sang a song and knows how to cure our first mate."
Jaralla either ignores or doesn't understand the insult. "It's too dangerous to go out at night but all she needs are a few herbs and flowers."
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Navigator] [Marksman] [Tamer] [Wanderlust] [Radical] [Persecution Complex]
"Fantastic"
[Swordmaster] [Indefatigable] [Cannoneer] [Egotistical] [Stubborn] [Secretive]
"That's nice. Does it know a song to bring back the time of ours it wasted?"
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Navigator] [Marksman] [Tamer] [Wanderlust] [Radical] [Persecution Complex]
"It's nice to hear you admit that a beastwoman completely outclasses you in healing the sick, though"
[Swordmaster] [Indefatigable] [Cannoneer] [Egotistical] [Stubborn] [Secretive]
Boom folds his arms across his chest.
"I would hardly call that man a doctor, but when I met him he was practicing something that might charitably be considered a corrupted form of a healing science. When I met you you were naked and filthy in the middle of the marsh. And you still are."
Boom frowns.
"As difficult as it is to say, I would trust him as a doctor more than you."
http://www.audioentropy.com/
"We're dealing with a virus that no one in civilization knows the first thing about. The best course of treatment at this point would be to throw shit at a wall and see what sticks.
May as well throw Fish-Legs' shit."
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Navigator] [Marksman] [Tamer] [Wanderlust] [Radical] [Persecution Complex]
Lupe scoffs at the man.
He then looks to Boom for approval in his scoff.
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Swordmaster] [Indefatigable] [Cannoneer] [Egotistical] [Stubborn] [Secretive]
"What does it recommend? More singing? Crystals? Perhaps runes and 'good feelings'?"
speed could at least be a little more clear at least
Jaralla huffs. "No, I just said! 'Herbs and flowers.' I think you like listening to yourself so much that you don't listen to others!
I don't know the names people give them. You're smart. If you let me sing to you you could name them. But you won't so you'll have to follow me to them."
http://www.audioentropy.com/
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Viking] [Clever] [Stalwart] [Spiteful] [Barbarous] [Grim]
"Yes, I'm sure you survived a night of drinking with me. Now stop staring at this creature and plot a course out of here."
Steam
http://www.audioentropy.com/
oh whoops I hit quote instead of edit on that last one
oh well
http://www.audioentropy.com/
[Swordmaster] [Indefatigable] [Cannoneer] [Egotistical] [Stubborn] [Secretive]
"Hrn."
Boom steps forwards. "Herbs and flowers. How convenient that you have divined the cause of the illness, and know exactly how to cure it."
He gives the mermaid an appraising look. "Very well. You'll get your chance. Tomorrow we shall mount an expedition for your herbs and flowers. But know this."
He jabs an accusing finger in the mutant's direction.
"I will test if anything you were to administer to Ms. Crais is toxic. If it is, I assure you, your death will be dramatically less pleasant than the least pleasant death you have ever cared to imagine."
"Goddammit some people are tryin' to sleep around here! Can't you people shut the hell up and scream at each other in the mornin'?!"
Hokk and Donner are poking their heads up from the same stairwell Schlauer emerged from.
http://www.audioentropy.com/
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Marius grins as the soldier stands back up. The grin shatters into an ugly scowl in an instant as he thinks of all the food this thing is keeping him from searching for. Meat. That he could be eating.
Then he grins again, "I wonder how you see without eyes!" He screams, running towards the windows, grabbing the desk chair quickly and hurling it through the glass screaming: "You can't touch me!" then ducking away into the corner from the expected storm of the weapon.
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"Yeah sure, I'll get right on th-"
Lupe looks over at his fellow crewmates. He shoots them a look
"Yeah, and some people are trying to plot a way out of a dangerous jungle full of unknown beasts and halfbeastwomen. So I would just go back to bed if I were you."
He gives them what his ancestors might have referred to as 'The Great Bird'.
Get him a little glass enclosure, with wood chips on the floor.
Little hut for him to sleep in.
Little hamster wheel for him to run around in on his floppy legs.
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