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Post by Feathertalon on May 1, 2020 4:45:05 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
She had been living the dream that millions of young girls, and boys too she supposed, would die for for the past four days now. How many people out there had once dreamed about being swept away from their current living situation to be thrown straight into the heart of royalty and fame? It was a dream she was sure many people had had at least once before in their life, but for ERIN she had never once dreamed about such a fate for herself, yet here she was, stuck in some cruel joke that made her the queen of the entire Giann System. It sucked, it really did. She wished more than anything to just go back to the way her life had been before this whole “your ancestor bought this particular star” thing had happened, and if she could she’d find a way to stop it from ever happening.
ERIN had yet to find a positive thing about this situation. Even if she was the almighty ruler now she still didn’t get her way with things at all. Throughout every waking hour she was subjected to some kind of lesson whether it be on how to act like royalty, how to dress like royalty, or even how to eat like royalty. And those were only lessons just scratching the surface of what all else she had to put up with. She no longer got any privacy, and worst of all she could no longer spend her days being lazy in the comforts of her own bed binging shows or playing video games. Now the only time she had to do the things she enjoyed was cut down to only when she should be sleeping, and even the time allotted for her to sleep was strictly monitored. With everything on her schedule she had a certain time she needed to be in bed - not that she actually slept when she needed to be - and a certain time each morning she had to wake up.
Honestly, come to think of it, being forced to wake up in the morning was the worst part of all this. Waking up before noon had never been her thing, and now she was expected to be up bright and early to start her day off. How anybody survived waking up early was a mystery to ERIN, especially since every morning she had to wake up she could feel herself inching ever closer to death, and at this point she was getting angry that the void had yet to claim her.
Considering the void had yet to take her into its embrace, ERIN was still very alive and very awake despite it being almost one in the morning. This was one of the few nights where Glitch had actually stayed in the room for once rather than sneak outside into the empty halls and see how loud they could get their screams to echo. Them doing something like that wasn’t brand new to ERIN, but she could only imagine the annoyance everybody else around felt. Glitch was an annoying creature, and it was only a matter of getting used to having them around. The Andalian had been ERIN’s nuisance of a pet for a while now, and while she was pretty used to their annoying self, the pink creature was still annoying and sometimes ERIN just wanted to find a way to get rid of the thing or get something to eat them.
That aside, the reason why Glitch staying in the room was significant was because she didn’t have to pause halfway through watching her shows for the sake of going out and dealing with some tired, angry guard on duty that had been tasked with tracking down Glitch and bringing them back to their owner. It was a nice change of pace for once, and ERIN was actually able to get through a few episodes until her stomach decided it was empty and that a midnight snack would be satisfying right about now.
Well, it was a distraction from her show, but at least it wasn’t a Glitch related distraction. ERIN could live with that.
Leaving her room without it being some emergency that she needed to tend to was risky - if somebody caught her out and about then she was sure she’d get some kind of long and winded lecture about how she needed her rest and that it was unseemly for the queen to be sneaking around at night for a snack. Maybe she wouldn’t get that kind of lecture, but she was sure she would get something if she was caught this late into the night, but it was a risk she was willing to take.
Through the power of her bad luck, she wasn’t even able to make it out of her room without being caught.
”Where ya going?” Glitch’s voice caught ERIN’s attention and the Viscosi Cate let out a curse under her breath. There would be no way she could get away with a stealthy kitchen raid if Glitch tagged along.
”Somewhere that doesn’t include you,” ERIN responded without pause in her steps.
There was silence for a moment, and then, ”Mm, fine. Bring back snacks.” ERIN glanced over in the direction she knew the Andalian would be and watched as Glitch circled around in their large pet bed before flopping back down unceremoniously to get more sleep.
Sighing with relief, ERIN was able to successfully make it out of her room and head toward the kitchen. She had been living in the palace long enough to know her way to the more important rooms so it wasn’t long before she found herself in the kitchen. She didn’t bother turning on the light, not that she really needed it in the first place. Despite her horrendous eyesight during the day, and just in any form of light in general, her eyesight was actually decent in the dark. Things were still blurry beyond six feet, but that was better than things being blurry beyond two inches in the light. Viscosi Cates were naturally inclined to be nocturnal creatures, meaning they had the fun added bonus of sucking when it came to their eyesight in the light. Typically they could see just fine by the time night rolled around, but of course, with ERIN being part human as it was, she just had to receive the fun little side effect of her eyesight being messed up regardless of day or night. It was better at night, but just to the point where she could get around well enough without needing her glasses. She should probably still wear them even at night so she didn’t strain her already horrible eyes and make her eyesight even worse, but that was a problem for future ERIN, not present ERIN.
Heading toward the rather large fridge, ERIN rolled up the sleeves of the baggy Andalian onesie she was wearing so she’d have an easier time moving her hands to look through her options. Listen, it was comfortable, and sometimes it got cold at night and onesies were the easiest, and most comfortable, way of staying warm. Plus it actually had pockets and that was always a plus.
It didn’t take her long to rummage through the fridge and then a nearby cabinet to make herself just a bowl of cereal. It wasn’t the best cereal, not by a long shot, but it was the best she was going to get if she wanted something to eat because she wasn’t about to make herself something different.
Man, she really hoped she managed to finish this sneak out without being found out, especially while she was still in the kitchen. She didn’t have the light on, so if somebody else even came inside they’d have to turn on the light only to see the new monarch in a purple and blue Andalian hoodie just standing there eating cereal that tasted so bad she grimaced after every bite but swallowed it anyway while squinting since she didn't have on her glasses and couldn't see all that well. That would surely be a sight to see, and something ERIN wasn’t fond of explaining.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jun 14, 2020 0:28:15 GMT -5
Kaiyo Kimikimo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
Kai couldn’t sleep.
He had never struggled with sleep like Norman had, in fact it was quite the opposite for him. Usually Kai was able to fall asleep easily - and at a reasonable time as well - and arise with the sun. Which was of course what he had been trained to do since birth, as princely and kingly duties required that he remain on a good sleep schedule.
However lately Kai had found himself unable to fall asleep at night. Perhaps it was stress, maybe it was just simply bad luck, or perhaps it was because of all the thoughts that had plagued his mind as of late.
Thoughts like how he has disappointed every single one of his many, many ancestors to the point he had been kicked out of the family completely.
Or perhaps it was the thought of how within less than three years of his reign he had lost the entire empire to a half human-half frog that he was nod engaged to and would soon marry and probably have to have some weird bik-fish-frog-human babies to continue on the family bloodline enough for his ancestors to hate him even more.
Or maybe it was because one of his oldest - albeit not closest - friends had recently passed away due to a failed assassination for him and there were still no leads whatsoever to who was behind it.
Or maybe he just has restless legs; that was a possibility too. Kai glanced down at his legs, moving them around a little as if they might have the answers he was lacking.
Sadly, his legs proved to be useless.
Sighing, Kai looked back up at the ceiling of his room for a minute or so longer before letting out a long, dramatic exhale and getting out of bed.
There was no way he could sleep right now, he might as well grab something to eat.
Maybe his mind would settle down once his stomach did.
Slipping on a pair of fluffy blue slippers, Kai left his room and started down the staircase.
He had lived his entire life in this castle and by now he could probably walk through it blindfolded if he really wanted to.
However right now his only mission in mind was to find something to eat, and luckily he also knew all the secret passageways in the castle and could find his way to the kitchen with ease.
Turning a corner once he had made his way down the stairs, Kai pressed his hand to a painting on the wall, opening up a hidden passageway behind it.
It was a shortcut to the kitchen, Kai had learned about it from Ty and Norman when they were all younger.
See, while Kai had spent a majority of his childhood cooped up in various royal classes with his tutors, preparing for the day he would eventually take over and sovereign ruler of the Giann system, his brothers had been free to wander and explore the castle.
Between the three of them, they’d found every secret passageway and shortcut that this palace had to offer.
Kai could still remember how excited he was every time one of them would rush up to him in his free time to show him something new they had discovered without him.
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”Kai! Kai! You won’t believe what I found today!” Blurted out a much younger Ty, fur sticking out in every direction, growing long from the lack of any proper haircuts in far too long.
Kai smiled pleasantly as Ty dragged him along by the arm, ”Me ‘n Niko were playing hide and seek and I needed a good place to hide so I was gonna try to blend in with one of those old paintings, but instead, I found this-“ Ty paused to show Kai a large painting of one of his ancestors.
Kai tilted his head slightly in confusion. He had seen this painting before, there wasn’t anything special about it-
Just then, Ty pressed a furry hand against the painting and right beside it opened up a secret passageway.
Kai’s hair turned a purplish pink in surprise as his eyes widened and he peaked inside the passageway. ”Woah,” he breathed out, his voice echoing down the hidden passageway.
Ty sent him a toothy grin. ”Cool, right?” He asked and grabbed Kai’s arm again, pulling him inside the passageway. ”Come on! Let’s go see where it goes!”
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Eyes closed, Kai could still picture his younger self running after Ty through this very same passageway, giggling and laughing about as every worry in the world seemed to fade from his mind.
Those were simpler times, long before they had anything like this to worry about.
Fluttering his eyes open again, Kai soon found himself at the end of the passageway and quietly slid outside and into the kitchen, letting out a low, soft hum as he closed the entrance behind him, covering it up with a different painting.
There, now he could get himself a snack.
Still humming softly under his breath, Kai dusted off his hands and turned out, looking up to start his search for food.
However instead he came face to face with ERIN.
Before he could stop himself, he let out a loud yelpish scream and jumped back, his hair and the spots on his body turning a brilliant purple.
”Fiddlesticks!” he swore, placing a hand on his chest as his heart raced so fast he could feel it.
Eyes still wide, Kai did his best to calm down as he looked at ERIN. ”What in Giann are you doing up and about right now?” He questioned, slowing his breathing back to a normal pace.
Perhaps he should probably speak to her with a little more respect since she was currently the leader of the empire, but listen, listen, they were engaged and she had just about scared the soul out of him, Kai felt as if he deserved some answers after all that.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 18, 2020 2:10:36 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
With each bite she took she hoped that the cereal would eventually taste at least decent, but that never happened and she was just left with disappointed taste buds. She would have thought that the cereal in a royal palace would be top notch stuff, but she was quickly discovering that she could have found better cereal underneath a dumpster.
Which, by the way, she had. It had been on one of the days she had actually gone outside to walk around with Glitch after the Andalian had annoyed ERIN into doing as much. It didn’t take the pair long to find themselves in a dim lit alleyway where a few dumpsters made their home. Glitch had been incredibly excited, wiggling their way right up into the garbage and diving in. ERIN couldn’t even be sure how much the Andalian ate before they decided to get the idea to check underneath the dumpsters for more trash that might have fallen underneath. That was when they had found a decent amount of cereal just laying there underneath the dumpster, and rather than eat it all themselves they had had the decency to ask ERIN if she had wanted some. She should have said no and should have been disgusted that the offer had even been given to her, but instead of declining the offer she had gestured for the Andalian to drop the cereal into her hand and, without even thinking about it, poured every little bit right into her mouth. And if she was being honest, that dumpster cereal tasted amazing compared to whatever this palace garbage was.
So, yeah, ERIN could say without a doubt that cereal that had come from underneath a dumpster was better than this crap.
Didn’t stop her from continuing to eat it though.
Every bite was like torture, but she continued on. Even if she hated the taste of it she wasn’t about to waste the cereal. Plus she was too lazy to make anything else and at the end of the night her stomach wouldn’t know the difference between crappy cereal or amazing cereal - so long as she wasn’t hungry by the end of this then she was fine.
ERIN had finished almost all the cereal and was sure she would go through this whole midnight snack journey without getting caught when, well, she got caught.
If ERIN put more effort into actually caring about things she probably would have startled when somebody came into the kitchen, but instead she gripped on tighter to the bowl in her hands as the other person startled instead. She took a step back and squinted her eyes to look through the darkness, prepared for it to be somebody who was simply going to tell her that she needed to go back to her room, but instead she was met with the surprised, wide eyed gaze of none other than Kai himself.
Well, wasn’t this something. Being caught getting a midnight snack by the guy she had just overthrown, the same guy that she was now apparently engaged to and would marry in just a few short months. Some might find this chance meeting to be romantic, but ERIN just found it to be a mixture of something between amusing and bothersome. Amusing because of all the people to be in the kitchen with her at this time of night it was the former monarch of the Giann system, but bothersome because now she had to explain the reason for why she was up and in the kitchen in the first place.
Her first response was to simply shrug at his question. ”I could ask you the same thing,” she pointed out simply. She doubted it was normal for the ex king to be up and about at this hour as well, but she could be in for a surprise for all she knew; she doubted that though, Kai seemed like the kind of person who had everything put together, or at least put together compared to her, which wasn’t hard to accomplish considering she had nothing in her life put together whatsoever. ”But anyway, I thought I’d get a snack or something. I usually do that around this time. Which, I thought that maybe royal palace food would taste better than anything out there, but I have to say this cereal tastes like sh-“ She stopped herself for once, putting actual thought into her words. It probably wouldn’t do her well to curse right in front of the former king. Usually she wouldn’t care what she said in front of anybody, but for once she was actually putting in a pinch of effort, which for ERIN was a lot of work. ”Like crap,” she corrected herself. ”It tastes like crap. I’ve had better cereal from underneath a dumpster.”
That was when a realization hit her and she had to admit it made her feel kinda bad for Kai. ”I bet you’ve only had this kind of cereal. You’ve never had actual good cereal, have you?” It was probably weird to be asking her soon-to-be husband this in the middle of the night in a dark kitchen at midnight while wearing a baggy Andalian onesie, but she supposed there could be worse conversations to be having right about now.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 11, 2020 16:18:57 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
At first Kai opened his mouth to object to her questioning. He had lived here his whole life, she hadn’t, for all she knew this was completely normal behavior for him. Maybe he spent all of his lonely nights in the kitchen, seeking a certain solitude and reverence that he could find anywhere else in the palace, somewhere he could truly be left with nothing except his thoughts.
...Though that was a lie, and lying was bad.
Kai didn’t in fact, spend his long nights in the kitchen, contemplating deep thoughts on a frequent basis. At most he has snuck into the kitchen after hours about eight times during his life and only one of them had been without his brothers.
Well...now technically two.
That was beside the point though.
Closing his mouth again, Kai have a small, curt nod in response. ”Fair point, I suppose it’s kind of weird for the ex king of the Giann Empire to be trouncing around at these hours of the night,” he agreed with a small wave of his hand, unable to hide the hint of bitterness in his voice at the world “ex” king. He was in a strange position where he wanted to be angry at ERIN, yet he also didn’t.
It was hard to explain.
However he truly had been trounced by her.
Which...actually, he should probably elaborate on that. ”By ‘trouncing about’ I mean that I have been beaten and am now wallowing in my defeat, not that I am the conquer, trouncing down others, just to clarify,” he added hastily, figuring ERIN might appreciate what he meant with his words.
”But to answer your question, I couldn’t sleep due to...well due to everything that’s happened recently and well, I figured I might as well go for a walk throughout the palace and wound up here, looking for something of snack on,” Kai explained lightly, leaning against the counter as he gestured around at the kitchen.
Now, usually Kai was a bit more put together than this. However it was in the middle of the night and - without over complicating it - his life had basically turned itself inside out to reveal the gross yucky inside of a sock.
Now wasn’t a time to be put together.
Now was a time to be free and let his tongue be nothing but a mere vessel for his thoughts to flow from with no barrier to filter through what was being said and what was doomed to remain a thought forever.
As ERIN went on to explain that she had come for a snack - with this happening far more regularly for her than it did for Kai - he nodded along in understand and paused for a moment to glance at the cereal she had gotten out.
King Kornflake’s Krusty Kibble.
Cringing a little, Kai gave a nod of understanding. ”I don’t care much for Krusty Kibble either, however it’s healthy and energizing, plus my great, great, great, great grandfather: King Kornflake, made it a law that every respectable household, including the royal palace, must always serve his cereal,” Kai explained with a small shrug.
Now, granted, the reason King Kornflake had to make this law in the first place was because his cereal was so utterly disgusting that no one was willing to simply buy it, and for some reason, his great, great, great, great grandfather had always been more invested in the life of a cereal brand maker than that of a king.
In a lot of ways, King Kornflake considered his Krusty Kibble to be more of his legacy than his actual children had been.
...Why were all his ancestors so weird?
Shaking his head a little, Kai pushed himself off the counter. ”We do have good cereal though, you just have to know where to find it,” he explained and crossed the kitchen, instantly kneeling down as he felt around for the secret cupboard.
Once he found it, he smiled and unlocked it. ”I’d appreciate it if you kept this just between us though, this is Norman’s secret stash of food and I don’t think he would like knowing that I shared it with you,” he explained as he pulled out a box of colorfully colored cereal, holding it out to ERIN.
”Here, try this, it’s called Lucky Charms, it’s from Earth, I’ve never had it because of the calories, but I guess since I’m no longer king, I won’t have a team of people preparing my meals and deciding what I can and can’t eat anymore,” he said, standing up.
Beforehand, he had had a small team of dietary professionals work together to figure out the best meal plan for him. It was a rather healthy meal plan and included only rare occasions for an actual treat. Something about how the monarch had to live a long, healthy life to set a good example for future generations and to keep the family line healthy.
That probably wouldn’t be much of an issue anymore, at least not until he got married.
Kai paused a little and looked over at ERIN.
Married.
Kai had always assumed that one day he would have to get married, however he always figured it wouldn’t be until the distant future, after he had met someone and fallen in love...either that or he would’ve had to marry the princess of an enemy galactic empire to prevent a war.
In a way, that’s kind of what this was like.
Though it still wasn’t what he would’ve liked to happen either.
Shaking his head a little, Kai tried to push past it and offered ERIN a small, polite smile as he shook the box of Lucky Charms. ”Might as well enjoy it now, chances are that since you are the new monarch, my team of dietary specialists will turn to you now to keep healthy,” he joked lightly.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 14, 2020 4:28:41 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
And there it was.
Didn't take the bitterness long to show itself.
Not that ERIN cared all that much. Caring took too much effort, and Kai had every right to be bitter toward her. She had taken his entire kingdom, afterall. She had taken away everything he had known, and having that just pulled out right from under you couldn’t be easy. ERIN’s life had been turned upside down as well and she had a hard enough time getting used to everything, but she could only imagine how terrible it was to have some gross frog-human come in and destroy the kingdom you had been destined to serve and protect. She’d be bitter too if she was in Kai’s shoes. Honestly, if she was Kai she would use this chance to take her down or something. This would be the perfect time to murder her and make it seem like some sort of midnight snack adventure gone wrong. How hard could it be to make it look like she had drowned in the last remnants of cereal milk? Come on, Kai, do it. ERIN was ready for her face to be dunked and completely submerged into milk so that she could experience a death inside the juice of a cow.
After a moment of allowing Kai to speak, ERIN finally spoke up herself. She gave a shrug as she replied, ”Ya know, you can punch me or something if you’d like. I just came in and took your throne, your kingdom, and basically your entire life. I get it if you’ve got some pent up anger inside. Honestly, if you wanted to, you could do us both a favor and just slam dunk my face right into here.” She nodded toward the bowl of cereal still in her hands. ”It’ll take a few hours to drown me, but I’m not going to struggle.” At least she wasn’t full Viscosi Cate. If she was then it could take up to seven hours to drown her in milk, but with a good amount of her DNA coming from humans she couldn’t breathe in liquid for as long. She could still survive for a few hours, but it certainly wasn’t as long as a pureblooded Viscosi Cate. ”Then once you’ve successfully gotten rid of me, you can take my cereal and have it for your snack. I still don’t recommend this bowl of crap, but I’m sure it would taste better over my milky corpse. Aren’t things supposed to taste sweeter with victory?”
While finding the kitchen in this place was a victory for ERIN, the reward was not sweet at all. This cereal, this Krusty Kibble as Kai called it, was everything but sweet. It was gross, tasted stale, and it made ERIN wonder just how long it had been up there, waiting for some poor, unsuspecting fool to eat it. Looked like she was that poor fool.
Despite this, it didn’t take the frog-human long to find some amusement in what Kai had to say. She raised an eyebrow, the briefest look of mirthful interest flashing over her visage. ”King Kornflake, really? Well, I guess the old cereal guy wouldn’t mind knowing his Krusty Kibble was never in my house. Not like it was ever respectable,” she muttered that last statement more to herself, though in the quiet of the night Kai was sure to pick up on the words.
Before anything else could be said or even thought of, the ex-king’s statement caught ERIN’s attention. She looked back up to him, wondering if there truly was any good cereal within the palace walls or if he just thought some other weird cereal brand that was actually bland was good. ERIN wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case. For all she knew he was going to pull something out that was called Pouchy’s Putrid Pellets, and she couldn’t decide yet if that sounded worse than Krusty Kibble or not. ”You act like I have somebody to tell this secret to,” ERIN remarked nonchalantly. ”So don’t worry, it’s safe with me.” Well, there was Glitch that could figure out about this secret stash of good cereal, but even if she remained quiet about it for the rest of her life Glitch would still find a way to get into it. Food was never hidden from their slimy self for long.
The colorful box Kai pulled out grabbed ERIN’s attention. She had honestly thought he was going to give her some other kind of gross cereal, but the colorful box indicated that this cereal was actually worth eating. She took the box of Lucky Charms, making quick to open it and reaching a hand in to bring a handful of the cereal up into her mouth. Before she could swallow the mouthful down she caught what Kai had to say next, and it was at that moment that ERIN felt a part of her soul leave her body and the cereal she had in her mouth was unceremoniously left to fall out as she opened her mouth, speechless for a moment as she processed what Kai had just told her.
After a moment she finally snapped out of it enough to blink at the ex-king. ”Please tell me you’re kidding.” She shook her head and before Kai could reply she added, ”No, no, you aren’t kidding. Great,” she groaned. ”Maybe they’ll let me eat what I want once they realize it would take too many resources and too much time to make me healthy.” Listen, ERIN knew she wasn’t a very healthy person. She lived off of junk food. It literally had to be about ten months since she had actually had a real meal that wasn’t just a bunch of junk food, and that was only because Glitch had somehow found food to make a real meal from and brought it back to ERIN. ”Or maybe they’ll be the ones to finally take me out. If they prepare food plans then surely they know how to use a knife. Can’t be hard to get them to slit my throat or something.” It probably didn’t look good to make a second ‘I want to die’ statement within five minutes of each other, but listen, ERIN had lost the will to live a long time ago. The only reason she was still here was because she was too lazy to really take any action on stopping that, but if something else or somebody else took her out then that was a win for her.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Aug 13, 2020 19:38:22 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
Honestly Kai wasn’t sure what he expected.
He didn’t know ERIN very well and most of their interactions had been very formal and professional, even though they were eventually supposed to be wed. However like Melamorn had told him “love is not necessary for marriage, you don’t even have to like her really, just keep her around long enough not to gain suspicion before her eventual assassination, then you’ll be king again and everything can go back to normal.”
Kai was fairly certain that Melamorn was joking about the assassination part, but just in case he wasn’t - as Melamorn had never been one to joke around - Kai had made it very clear to the older ambassador that no one would be assassinating anyone. They already had someone out there looking for his head on a spike, they certainly didn’t need someone looking for ERIN’s. Besides, despite the circumstance, Kai truly believed that this could be resolved in a diplomatic manner, without getting anyone killed.
ERIN, himself, or otherwise.
However it seemed as if he was one of few that shared this sentiment, as even ERIN seemed keen on the idea of Kai just straight up committing murder right here in the kitchen.
Blinking, Kai looked from the sink, to the box of cereal in ERIN’s hands, to ERIN, then finally to the box of cereal he was holding. ”I’m sorry but are you joking? I want to say you’re joking but the way you talk makes it very hard to tell,” Kai told her, setting the box of cereal down on the counter.
Joking or not, he didn't find it funny. Was he bitter over the situation? Yes, even if he wouldn’t admit it out loud. However would he ever stoop low enough to kill anyone? Of course not. He was above murder and he would hope that everyone else in this palace was as well. ”Joking or not, I should let you know that I have no plans on killing you or anyone else, I don’t see how that would help anything and if I may speak bluntly, I find it concerning that this is something you’d joke over,” he added, pointing his nose in the air as he looked her over.
Luckily it wasn’t too much longer before finally the conversation moved away from the topic of murder and assassination and shifted to the much more desirable topic of cereal.
Still a little up-fronted from their last conversation, Kai did his best to pull himself back together as he grabbed the cereal box he had been holding and moved towards the fridge. ”Anyways, I am serious about the diet thing, I was only allowed desserts or sugary things on rare occasions...or whenever one of my brothers would sneak me something,” Kai explained, letting out a small laugh as he thought about it.
Most commonly, if anyone was going to sneak Kai something sweet to eat, it was going to be Norman. Especially if it was something that his younger brother had baked him. Kai wasn’t entirely sure why Norman had picked up the hobby of baking, but it irritated to the royal kitchen staff to no end.
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Maybe that’s why he did it.
Shaking his head a little, Kai continued his search in the fridge until he found what he was looking for.
Blue milk.
It was a rare type of milk that came from a planet far away from here. However it held a certain nutrient in it that couldn’t be found in anything else around the galaxy and a couple years ago, some scientists had did a study on it.
Apparently most people were deficient in the vitamin that this milk carried without even knowing it.
Plus it tasted better than normal milk.
Putting the milk off to the side, Kai searched for a bowl and a spoon.
Pouring himself a bowl of cereal, Kai leaned against the counter and turned back to look at ERIN, lifting a spoon full of the sugary cereal up so she could see. ”Pretty soon they’ll be regulating everything you eat, watching your weight, checking your health, they’ll pull out all the strings to make sure you live the longest life you possible can,” Kai explained and smirked a little. ”There’s a reason some of my ancestors lived as long as they did, and that reason is painstakingly boring, healthy eating.”
Perhaps he shouldn’t find as much enjoyment in this as he did, but when his whole life was crumbling around him, it was nice to find something he could enjoy instead, even if that was the clear displeasure ERIN was having over her soon to be strict diet.
Laughing a little, Kai ate a spoonful of the cereal and dipped the spoon back in the bowl to pull out another spoon of sugary cereal. ”I am not going to miss that,” he added in a light tone as he ate some more cereal.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 14, 2020 21:16:09 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
Oh great, he was starting to sound like her mom with the whole ‘I find your jokes concerning’ comment. She couldn’t count on her fingers just how many times her mom had threatened to take her back to therapy if she kept making nonchalant, joking suicidal threats. Not like the therapy had helped that much anyway, she just had never had it in her to care and make an effort to get herself into a more positive mindset. There wasn’t anything to really be positive about, and while her mom had seemed to care about her daughter’s mental health, she really hadn’t. If she had then she wouldn’t have continuously told ERIN that she was going nowhere with her life, that she needed to go out and get an education if she wanted to be successful and actually make a name for herself. She wouldn’t have kicked ERIN out of the house when she had turned twenty - that had made for a very interesting birthday present - under the pretense that having to live “an adult life” would make ERIN realize that she couldn’t just live like a shut in and work on her “childish cat books” for the rest of her life.
Jokes on her because ERIN had done just that. She had yet to get anything published, but she was working on it, and clearly she had survived for those five years that she had been on her own with Glitch. Maybe she had yet to make it big with what she wanted to do, but she supposed she had made it big in other ways. It wasn’t what she wanted, but she could still rub it in her parents’ face that she had certainly made a name for herself throughout the whole galaxy. It was more like she could rub it in their skulls considering her parents had also died in the span of five years thanks to Glitch’s insatiable need to eat anything. ERIN still wasn’t sure if she should blame herself or not for Glitch eating her parents; the only reason the Andalian had went that far was because they knew ERIN had some…emotions when it came to the topic of them, and while Glitch was a pest, they did a pretty good job at trying to get rid of problems that upset ERIN.
Had eating her parents been a bit too much? Probably. But it didn’t matter now. What happened had happened, it wasn’t like they could come back from the dead. Though that might come in handy right now since she was sure if they were still alive the galaxy;’s throne would actually be given to one of them instead. They could definitely run a kingdom much better than ERIN ever could.
They could also handle this whole healthy eating thing a lot better than ERIN ever could as well.
She bit the tip of her tongue to keep herself from saying something she probably shouldn’t. If Kai wasn’t fond of her death threats from earlier then she was sure he wouldn’t be okay with the first words that had come to mind after hearing what he had to say. She let the urge pass, ending it with a groan as her body practically caved in on itself, causing her to slouch over and reach out for one of the nearby counters to hold on to so that she didn’t fall into the floor like some of her cereal had done moments before. Though falling into the floor like cereal didn’t sound all that bad right now.
At this point it seemed like Kai was enjoying the anguish that was burning through her like a wildfire. It was like he was taunting her with the information he was giving her, playing with her like some kind of cruel predator that wanted to prolong the suffering of its next meal. Oh, he was savage.
She wasn’t sure if she found this cruel side of him to be annoying or somewhat endearing in a twisted way.
Though as a thought crossed her mind, ERIN couldn’t stop herself from smirking. Two could play at this game. ”Unfortunately for you, you’re the poor fool they picked to marry me, which wouldn’t you still technically be the king?” Clearly he wouldn’t be the monarch in charge, but the title of royalty would still be given to him by way of marriage. ”Wouldn’t they still want you to live as long as possible? I guess they’re main focus wouldn’t be on you, but wouldn’t your health still be a concern?” She questioned with a brow raised in what almost looked to be a challenge. ERIN didn’t know the protocol of how the spouse of the monarch was treated or anything like that, but she doubted they would let her soon-to-be husband waste away on junk food and bad dietary habits. Maybe they wouldn’t be as extreme about it with Kai any longer, but if she was getting dragged into the hell that was boring and sad healthy eating, she was going to at least drag Kai halfway into the pit with her.
Wasn’t that what marriage was supposed to be about? Two souls bonded together in holy matrimony, suffering through the fiery pits of hell together? That sounded about right.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Oct 28, 2020 19:56:28 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
Kai let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head. ERIN was right of course, he was her betrothed, and if you were to ask most of the Giann people, they’d still call him their ruler, however despite that, he wasn’t emperor anymore, in fact he was nothing more than someone engaged to the Giann monarch right now, and while he had suffered a great deal from this, ranging from the royal staff snubbing his requests to his entire ancestral family disowning him, he had to admit that this one, small thing was a perk.
”Oh yes, they’ll still watch my diet as well,” he agreed once he had managed to control his laugher, looking over at ERIN with a gentle smirk pulling at his lips, his hair fading into a peachy yellow. ”However I’ll be able to get away with much, much more now than I ever used to,” Kai explained, tracing his fingers along the cabinets, stopping in front of a rather quaint looking cabinet that was a soft oceanic blue with a foam pattern across the middle.
He studied it for a moment or so before swinging it open, pulling out a bag of what seemed to be blue, marshmallow-y fish gummies. ”This is an old favorite of the people of Sutcelbis, it’s as sweet as it is pretty,” Kai told ERIN as he opened up the bag and grabbed one of the gummies to show her. ”My family...er, my mother’s side of the family, has always gifted me these as a birthday present, ever since I was a young child,” he explained, narrowing his eyes as he looked down at the gummy in his hand. ”Of course...I was never allowed to eat them, they’re not very healthy for you, and as future monarch of Giann, I was expected to only eat the finest of all foods...”
It wasn’t a lie, of course, the unhealthy aspect of the gummies had always been the excuse used as to why he couldn’t eat them, and maybe that was partially true, however Kai knew there was another reason as well.
These gummies were a Sutcelbis original, authentic Suselkie cuisine, and that had always been a part of Kai’s life that his father had tried to destroy. Culture was an important thing in any young person’s life, Kai had grown up knowing every aspect there was to know about Bik culture, and the different cultures within the Bik culture itself, he knew how important ancestors were, he knew the family history better than he knew his own blood type, he understood everything.
Yet...when it came to the other side of his family, the water Bik-no, the Suselkie part, he knew....very little, his mother had tried to teach him everything that she could when he was younger, about his underwater heritage, about how important the waves were and the moons and what each moon symbolized, he had learned all about the fairytales of the sea, however that all came to an end when his mother died.
She had died and suddenly, all of that which he had been learning from her, came to a stop.
There was a small part of him, a terrible part of him, that couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps her death had been no mistake, perhaps she had to have been silenced for what she was teaching, perhaps it had all been part of the grand design.
...No, he couldn’t think like that, his father was many things but he wasn’t the type of person to assassinate his own wife, sure it had been an arranged marriage, much like his was to ERIN, but there had to have been some love there, love that had blossomed the longer they had stayed together, even in arranged marriages, love could bloom, couldn’t it?
Kai paused, his eyes leaving the gummy and focusing on ERIN instead.
Couldn’t it?
Sighing, Kai placed the bag of gummies on the counter, offering ERIN a smile as he snapped out of it. ”But anyways, they can’t stop me from eating them now,” he explained with a smirk, tossing the gummy in his mouth.
It was still as good as he always remembered.
”Enough about the food though, there’s plenty of other things you won’t be able to do anymore as well,” he told her as he leaned against the counter. ”You’ll have to exercise daily and wake up just before the sun, you’ll have an entire new wardrobe made specially for a royal, you’ll have to learn all the different kinds of etiquette,” he told her, still smirking, he couldn’t help it, this had been his life for so long, and now...now it wasn’t and it was honestly a little refreshing.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 3, 2020 2:46:00 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
Okay, yeah, he was definitely getting some sort of sick kick out of all of this, rubbing it in ERIN’s face that she could no longer live the life she had chosen for herself. She couldn’t say she blamed him for everything he was doing and saying, she’d do the same if the roles were reversed - and she really, really wished they were - but that still didn’t mean she had to like it. This was certainly one of those moments where she was torn on whether or not to be annoyed at the former king or feel respect toward him because of all this. It was a difficult decision to make, and ERIN wasn’t quite sure which one would win out in the end, but so far she had felt some sort of grudging respect toward him. That was probably going to keep up truth be told, her first impressions on somebody never really changed unless something drastic happened, and she supposed having a grudging respect toward him was better than nothing. At least she wasn’t in the boat of hating him, that would make a forced marriage even more awkward than it already would be.
Those thoughts aside for now, ERIN focused on the bag of odd looking blue gummies - or were they marshmallows? - that Kai was opening.
Hm, maybe they were more marshmallow than gummy. To ERIN the texture they looked like had vaguely reminded her of Glitch’s gums. She had seen the inside of that creature’s mouth way too many times to count at this point, and she also had had the misfortune of knowing what it felt like to have a body part in Glitch’s mouth more than once. Obviously the Andalian had never eaten her, but there had been a few times when Glitch had attempted it, just to see how far they could go, and ERIN was sure what stopped Glitch from devouring her completely was the fact that they were always surprised that ERIN never cared about the prospect of being eaten alive - if she was going to be eaten alive then she was going to be eaten alive, that was that. If anything she was hoping for the day Glitch would just do it; she knew the Andalian had no qualms about eating her kind, so they might as well just eat her and get her existence over with.
For as much as ERIN would like to continue with those thoughts, she knew it would probably be better if she focused on Kai and what he was saying. She managed to catch on to him speaking up about how the odd marshmallow fish gummies were a favorite treat for the Sutcelbis people. Now that he had mentioned it, she could certainly see how this was a Sutcelbis food. She didn’t know a whole lot about that particular group of people - she didn’t know much about anybody else outside herself if she was being honest, she was just selfish like that she supposed - but from what she did know the gummies certainly gave off an underwater people vibe.
It didn’t take long before the gummies were the last thing on ERIN’s mind as she listened to him continue on about the new lifestyle that was going to be forced upon her. She glanced over at the box of Lucky Charms. She had always enjoyed that particular cereal, but she had never longed for a bowl of it as much as she was longing for it at that moment. This was probably the last chance she would ever have to eat whatever she wanted regardless of how unhealthy it was for her. After this she would have to be forced to eat healthy, be forced to exercise, be forced to wake up before the sun, be forced to wear uncomfortable clothing, forced to do every little thing that she absolutely hated.
They were going to end up killing her.
ERIN had never been one for over the top dramatics, but these royal advisors or whatever they were called were going to prey upon her and suck out her soul until she was nothing more than a lifeless husk, and once they had drained her body dry they were going to further terrorize her by keeping her name alive in history books. She would never be forgotten, and that in itself was terrible enough as it was. She would much rather remain unseen and unknown by everybody, but that had all changed for her all because of some idiotic, no good for nothing human ancestor she had. What was it with ancestors dictating the way somebody lived? They were dead and gone, they shouldn’t still have a say over their descendants if they were nothing more than a decaying corpse in the ground, or even just a pile of spider web covered bones. Honestly if she had a say in it then anybody who was dead didn’t get a say in their offspring’s life anymore. It was nice to know that she didn’t have to worry about what her parents would say to her anymore, and she wanted other people to have that same experience. Though, thinking about it, she knew her parents would have a lot to say about all of this if they were still alive.
But enough of that, she had bigger problems to put her attention on.
Kai was certainly still getting some sort of enjoyment from this, ERIN could just tell. Still she didn’t blame him, but she couldn’t help but wonder if this was becoming some kind of game to him, some sort of sick amusement that he was getting by watching her die more and more on the inside. It was like he had some sort of demeaning kink, like he enjoyed watching her suffer way more than what he should. ”My entire existence is the exact opposite of what they want. They’d have better luck with a worm taking over.” Seriously, even a half dead worm would do better than she ever could.
While she could have stood there and complained the rest of the time, a new set of thoughts and questions came to mind, and she found herself looking at Kai, head tilted ever so slightly. ”Couldn’t I just give the galaxy back to you? I mean, that’s in my power now, right?” She had no idea how much power she actually had, but surely she could casually give Kai everything back that he had lost. ”I could do that, you could have your own life back, and then I can have mine back and we can pretend like none of this ever happened. I’ll go off and probably finally die in some ditch one day while you’ll rule the kingdom, find yourself a spouse you can love and enjoy being around, and be happy. That’s something I can do...right?” The Viscosi Cate asked, her words almost daring to be hopeful rather than their usual dry tone. Surely she could do something so that they could both go back to their typical lives. She hoped she could, ERIN really did hope that she could.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 9, 2020 5:40:44 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
As amusing as it was to Kai to imagine a worm running an entire - albeit small - galactic empire, he did have to admit that ERIN had a point, she wasn’t a princess, she wasn’t even a noble of some kind, Kai had never even heard about ERIN before this whole debacle, and it seemed unlikely to him that she would have any idea how to run a home, much less an entire galactic empire.
They were quite literally putting the fate of the entire Giann solar system in the hands of a semi-froggy basement dweller with no expertise in this.
However, it wasn’t like they had much of a choice this time, even as ERIN suggested that she simply give the empire back to Kai, he couldn’t help but let out a small sigh, shaking his head as his hair rippled into a dark indigo color. ”I’m afraid it isn’t that easy,” he began to explain as he grabbed another gummy shark from the bag of treats. ”There’s a lot that we, as leaders of the empire, can do, however even we have our limits, for instance we cant change a law made my a past monarch unless we have the support of all the previous monarchs,” Kai explained, pushing himself off the side of the counter.
”See, it was made a law by king Kangaroo-Koala-Kong after his father, king Kantalily-Kinsnippet-Ketchup-Kang tried to dismantle the government entirely, as you can imagine, this went poorly and almost sent the entire empire into its ruin, so once king Kantalily-Kinsnippet-Ketchup-Kang passed away, and his son, king Kangaroo-Koala-Kong took over, he made it a law that if the current monarch wanted to change something put in place by any of the previous monarchs, they had to speak to their ancestors and get the everyone’s approval before continuing,” Kai explained with a small, melodramatic sigh as he placed his hands behind him, on the edge of the counter. ”Before you arrived, I actually tried to talk to my ancestors about it, however I wasn’t able to convince them to change it,” Kai continued, sending ERIN a regretful look. ”Unfortunately, you’re now stuck as empress of the Giann System until you die.”
It was a morbid thought for sure, especially considering they didn’t really know when ERIN was going to die - not that he wanted her to die or anything like that, of course - Kai just meant that for now, and most likely for a whole lot longer, ERIN would simply have to get used to being the one in charge.
If anything, at least they had a plan now. ERIN and Kai would marry and Kai would probably end up dealing with all the actual monarch type of responsibilities that he had been prepped for his entire life, while ERIN lived a life of leisure as the empire’s laziest leader. There would be no love in their marriage - though Kai had known he likely wouldn’t get to marry for love since he was little - and eventually, they’d die and if they had any spawn - which Kai sort of hoped they didn’t, especially as he wasn’t entire sure he would ever be comfortable enough around anyone to get intimate, much less someone he didn’t even know, like ERIN here - then their spawn would take over.
Though, if they never did reproduce - which again, was what Kai was aiming for here - then most likely the empire would fall to someone else that ERIN was related to, or at least someone she considered to be family, and as she had no family that Kai knew of - especially since if she did, the empire would’ve most likely fallen to them and it would be ERIN’s mother or grandmother or second cousin that Kai was marrying - then that meant the empire would most likely fall to-
Kai paused in his internal ramble.
Oh no, anyone but them.
Quickly, Kai turned to face ERIN, eyes wide. ”If we both die, Glitch gets the empire,” he exclaimed, grabbing ERIN by the shoulders. ”We can never, ever, ever die, we have to outlive them,” he told her, hoping she got his point.
He’d rather die than let Glitch take over for him-wait, no, dying would help Glitch take over and that was the last thing Kai wanted.
Let’s rephrase that.
Kai would rather that worm ERIN mentioned earlier take over than let the empire fall into those grubby, pink little hands - paws? Did Andalian’s have hands or paws? - of Glitch.
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However, Glitch was close to ERIN, maybe he shouldn’t be so adamantly against the vomiting heathen right away.
Clearing his throat, Kai let go of ERIN’s shoulders and took a step back, avoiding making eye contact with her. ”Er, that’s not to say that I don’t like Glitch, they’re uh...they have very many admirable traits and I’m sure they’d make an...uh…unique monarch-“ he started, hoping he hadn’t offended ERIN by insulting Glitch the way he had.
Besides, it wasn’t like he knew the Andalian all that well, even if their first impression wasn’t all that great, what right did Kai have to jump to unfair conclusions about them? Maybe they were actually quite lovely and enjoyable underneath all…that.
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Oh who was he kidding? It would take a miracle and a half for Kai to warm up to Glitch by now, it was amazing he could even pretend to find any of their traits admirable right now. Literally the only reason that he could was because Kai had been raised to lie about his feelings for people he detested from the age he could talk, and it was perhaps one of the most useful skills he had acquired during his youth.
Now he just needed ERIN to believe him and not get offended.
Or at least it would be nice if ERIN also knew that Glitch would make an absolutely terrible leader, no matter how attached she was to them.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 10, 2020 2:06:13 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
ERIN was putting a lot of hope into this messed up system of monarchs right now. She was hoping beyond anything that Kai would say something about how easy it was to change leadership, that it was something that could be done within a few minutes, that all they had to do was sign a few papers here and there and then that was it. She wanted nothing more than to get rid of all her responsibilities and go back to living the peaceful life of a hermit she had lived up until just a few days ago. Being queen was the exact last thing she wanted to do, and she was sure it was the last thing a lot of people wanted her to do to begin with. She didn’t blame them. ERIN didn’t want to be their queen, or somebody they looked up to. All she wanted was to go back to how her life was like before all this happened, back to when things were simple and she could sleep until two in the afternoon and then binge anime until eight in the morning, then the cycle would repeat. But now...but now all that was gone, taken from her because of some stupid purchase one of her stupid ancestors made and then because of some stupid law that one of Kai’s own stupid ancestors had created.
Though, speaking of Kai and his ancestors…
Before ERIN could dig herself even deeper into a pit of pity and despair, she heard Kai speak up about some of his predecessors, and after hearing the names he just so casually spouted off made ERIN feel like her brain was trying to malfunction.
”I’m sorry, but what?” She asked, looking at Kai with a raised expression of disbelief and confusion. ”Do you expect me, or anybody, to take those names seriously?” She then paused in ehr words as another thought entered her mind, and she couldn’t help but ask, ”What’s your full name then? I can’t believe it’s just Kai after hearing everything you just said. Honestly, it’s more believable now to think that your actual name is something awful like Kai-Kreates-Khaotic-Konstipation and not just Kai. And here I thought my family was terrible at names,” she muttered under her breath. Even then, ERIN wasn’t that bad of a name. It was pretty normal actually, it was just the fact that it was in all caps and pretty much had to be yelled that made it odd. Though she supposed the yelling fit considering just how much her parents seemed to have enjoyed yelling at her. It wasn’t just her name that had been yelled in the household. Her life choices had been yelled about. Her habits. Her responses to things. Every little thing she ever did pretty much. Even now she was sure her parents would find a way to get upset with her even though they had long been eaten and gone through the whole digestion process right through Glitch’s system.
Despite all these thoughts, ERIN couldn’t stop her mind from going back to that pit of despair from earlier. There didn’t seem to be an easy way out of this. It looked like she was stuck as the empress of this galaxy until she died, and for as much as she wanted to die, she knew it was harder to die than it seemed. In the dim light of the large kitchen she glanced down at her arms that were covered underneath the sleeves of the onesie she was currently wearing.
Yeah, she knew it was a lot harder to off herself than offing herself had any right to be.
Before her brain could go any further down that particular train of thought, a whole new topic arose. Or, well, maybe not a whole new topic exactly, it was in the same vein as what they had been talking about, but it was certainly a different route to go down. It wasn’t something ERIN had thought about, and her mind had certainly not been going down that path, but Kai had brought it up to the forefront, and now it was all ERIN could think about.
Glitch as the monarch.
Glitch as the monarch to this entire galaxy.
ERIN had heard some pretty messed up stuff in her life, but this...this certainly had to be the worst thing she had heard to date. Not even hearing that she was to be queen could stand a chance against this terrible thought that Kai had brought to light, and it was even worse because it was true.
Though, for as terrible as it would be if Glitch of all things became monarch, ERIN still didn’t think she’d do a better job at ruling the galaxy. There would probably be less mandated hours of “let’s all consume our family and whoever isn’t devoured at the end of the hour wins”, but things still wouldn’t turn out good for anybody with her in charge. But she could still very well understand Kai’s panic.
”Oh, they’d make a unique monarch, that’s for sure. They’d tear the whole system down not in flame, but in sticky, disgusting goo. The empire would be no more, but listen, trust me when I say even Glitch, even Glitch, would do better than me at this whole thing. So what needs to happen is I keep myself alive long enough for this dumb marriage to happen, then you’re king for sure, and then we get somebody to kill me, then after that you kill Glitch. Then you’ve secured your throne again, and all is good. We’ll avoid the two most terrible timelines that could happen here.” At this point it was probably one of their best chances of anything good happening, and if Kai wanted this galaxy to continue on and prosper as it had under the Walvelon reign, then he needed to go along with this whole thing and enact ERIN’s ingenious plan.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 31, 2020 4:12:46 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
Kai raised his brow, letting out a small huff of disbelief. ”Do you really think a Walvelon would have the name Konstipation mixed in there?” He asked in mock defense, folding his arms as he fixed ERIN with a disapproving stare. ”Please, we may have some ridiculous names but none of them are that ridiculous, any monarch with ‘Konstipation’ in their name would be ridiculed out of the throne,” He told her pointedly.
He understood her point though, he knew every listed monarch in the entire Walvelon dynasty, he knew all of the embarrassing names that history had tried to forget. Though, in the defense of the monarchy, a lot of the previous monarchs had stated quite plainly that they didn’t want their name repeated, whereas others had made the ridiculous request that their name be reused every 10 monarchs.
...He was looking at you, every Kinky in existence.
Worst of all, there had never been a good monarch named Kinky.
But anyways, that really wasn’t the point here.
”Though, if you really are curious, my full name is Kaiyo Kuro Walvelon,” Kai told her, shrugging. ”Father wanted to make me after himself, mother disagreed and in the end she won.” His name was actually of Water Bik origin, it was a name tied deeply into the water, perhaps that was another reason why his ancestors hated him, his name was a giant slap in the face to their culture, his name forced them to recognize the part of him they all wished he could hide.
Or maybe they just didn’t like his style.
Shaking his head, Kai looked back to ERIN, tilting his head to the side. ”What about you? Did your parents make a typo on your birth certificate or did they just want everyone to scream your name whenever they see you?” He asked curiously,
In truth, Kai had never met someone who’s entire name was capitalized before. It seemed a little odd and leaning a little more on the side of it all being a big mistake that no one had ever bothered to fix and now it was just who she was, but who knew, maybe ERIN’s parents were just weird like that, after all, from what Kai knew of ERIN’s own ancestry, he couldn’t exactly say they seemed perfectly normal either.
Especially that Becca one.
Luckily before he allowed himself to focus too much on names, the conversation drifted and soon they found themselves talking about what Glitch might be like as a monarch, which Kai hoped was something that would never come to pass.
He didn’t have anything against Andalians - though he hadn’t met very many of them yet either - however there was only so much vomit someone could take before a first impression was rightfully spoiled beyond repair and unfortunately, that seemed to be the case with Glitch, and as Kai expressed his concerns over what an emperor Glitch would be like, a part of him did worry if ERIN would take some offense to that, give her connection to them.
However luckily, ERIN didn’t seem all that offended by his statement and instead, agreed with him. Even if it did still include some...sketchy ideas that left Kai beginning to wonder whether or not ERIN actually secretly did have some kind of assassination death wish or something like that.
Brow raised, Kai let out a disapproving hum and sent ERIN a pointed look. ”Any timeline where we have to resort to assassination is a bad timeline,” he warned her, looking away as a low sigh escaped his lips. ”Besides, considering the most recent attempt on my life, I can’t guarantee that I won’t be killed off first anyways...”
As far as he knew, they were still no closer to figuring out who wanted him dead or why yet, however Kai did at least know that Norman and Niko were working on it, Ty was even helping and he trusted his brothers with his life, which was a good thing in this case.
That being said, a part of him still couldn’t help but worry...after all, if he had taken a sip from his cup before Flumori drank from hers, she would still be alive while Kai...he’d be gone.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 11, 2021 4:52:34 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
”Yes, I do,” ERIN responded easily, giving Kai a look as if to tell him he had no right to be offended that somebody would expect a name like Konstipation to be thrown into the middle of all the other odd names of his family line. If there were names like Kornflake and Kantalily-Kinsnippet-Ketchup-Kang in his family then ERIN wouldn’t be surprised at any name she’d hear Kai spouting off. Besides, she felt like she had the right to question his name and the names used before his own. She had her own weird name; her parents weren’t great at naming spawn, and she fully understood the right that Kai had to now question her own family’s naming system. She was ready for the inevitable, though beyond her name it wasn’t monikers that her family needed to be questioned on, it was their mating habits.
Fortunately she didn’t have to go down the long, terrible road of thinking about all that when Kai spoke up, revealing his full name.
...Honestly, ERIN was a smidgen disappointment to hear that he had such a...regular sounding name. She had been ready to poke fun at him or give him some dry, witty comment about how his name was something dumb like ‘Kairopractor Kabob’, but his name wasn’t stupid. If anything she actually did like it. Now that was something she didn’t see coming.
”That’s...actually not a bad name. I like it better than Konstipation,” ERIN responded. She didn’t have any sort of quip to give to him in reply to his name. She actually did like the sound of his full name, and despite all of her flaws, if ERIN was one thing, it was honest, even if she was to the point of being bluntly honest.
Which, if she could jump off track for a moment here to just point out how everybody always said to be honest, that lying was bad and should never be done, but the moment somebody steps into bluntly honest territory they’re told to take it back a few steps, to dial it down and to stop being so mean. Why was that? If people valued truth so much, then why did they shy away from it? Sometimes the truth hurt, but getting the truth was what they wanted, right?
But anyway, that was a rant to get into for another time. They were on the topic of names anyway, not truths and the hypocrisy of it all.
There it was. A question about her own name, and a rightful question to have. Not many other people, if anybody else at all, had a name like hers. ”Dunno,” she replied with a shrug. ”By the time I realized names aren’t usually like mine I didn’t care enough to ask. I assume they just wanted to have a legal reason to yell at me or whatever.” Maybe it had been some typo that had never been fixed due to some weird greater power being too lazy to do so though. Maybe there had been a point in her life where her parents thought they could be proud of her, but if that were the case then that phase hadn’t lasted long. Not that she blamed them, ERIN was disappointed in herself too.
To connect both conversations ERIN was sure her parents wouldn’t mind somebody taking her life in an assassination scandal. That way she wouldn’t have to go on living and she’d no longer be some terrible stain on whatever good reputation they thought they had. She liked that idea too. If somebody just took her out with a good hit then she’d be happier than she had been since...well, she didn’t have an exact time frame there, but she’d be the happiest she had been in a long time. Whoever managed to give her the sweet release of death and happiness would be her savior, the person she would worship even into the afterlife. She’d stare down any gods that were up there and tell them she would only worship the person who ended her miserable life. If those gods wanted to be angry about it then so be it, but they weren’t the ones who murdered her. If anything they were the ones that kept her alive for some reason, and she had a bone to picky with anybody who thought she had a reason to keep living.
And right now it seemed like she had a bone to pick with Kai since apparently it sounded like he wanted her to live for some awful reason.
She met his pointed look with one of her own, or with one with as much energy for it that she could muster, which wasn’t a lot. ERIN wasn’t known for having vast amounts of energy. She looked away when Kai went on to mention how his life was more at stake right now, and while she didn’t understand his reason for wanting to live, she could at least recognize that she didn’t want him to die. He still had a lot to live for. There was actually hope for him.
ERIN let out a huff, shaking her head as she realized she was feeling something like sympathy for him, sympathy for his will to live. It was gross, but it was there. ”I guess if you’re somebody that doesn’t want to die that thought really messes with ya, huh?” She asked, voice going softer in tone. ”I’m sure they’ll find out who it was and do whatever they need to do about it. If anything your brothers seemed pretty intense about it all,” she pointed out, remembering how she had almost been killed right then and there by Niko when the whole vanilla thing went down. ERIN still believed that they should have let Niko go through with it, but that wasn’t the point here. The point right now was to try not to be a total jerk and let Kai know it would be alright, that if anything his life would hopefully soon fall back into a normal, danger free zone where he could rule his kingdom in ERIN-less peace.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 11, 2021 4:10:32 GMT -5
Kaiyo Walvelon Ex King of the Bik Empire
Honestly, perhaps it was because from what Kai had seen of ERIN so far, or perhaps simply because the universe had pitted the two against each other whilst intertwining their lives in such complex ways, but Kai honestly kind of thought that ERIN would’ve found something to complain about with his name, surely she would have some sort of retort or insult about it, however instead...she liked it.
A fluttering sensation erupted in his chest and his lips quirked upwards into a small smile. ”Really? You like it?” Kai asked, head tilted to the side, a strange sense of amusement and warmth spreading throughout his insides. ”I’ve always liked my name, Kaiyo means forgiveness and Kuro means dark, so my name translates to dark forgiveness-“ Kai paused for a moment as he thought about this, a low hum vibrating in the back of his throat as he tapped his fingers against the cold countertop. ”Which...which sounds a lot more edgy now that I say it out loud,” he admitted with a small laugh.
For him he had always thought of his name as a testament to the water Biks. They had fought so hard for better treatment and in the end, it still came to late. Kai had done a lot within his few years as king to help them, however that didn’t make up for all the horrors that had been forced to live through beforehand.
Kai was there to give them the life they deserved, however he hadn’t come soon enough and now all he could ask was for their dark forgiveness.
Which yeah, definitely sounded like some edgy preteen Xsona naming their tortured characters with black hair that fulls in their face and fades into blood red at the tips or something.
At that image, Kai snorted and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. ”Sorry, sorry, I just realized that translated, my name sounds like something an angsty preteen would name their Xsona and I-I hadn’t ever thought about that before,” Kai admitted between his laughter. ”Dark forgiveness, oh dear...” Luckily, his laughter soon began to fade and he could actually focus on ERIN as she went on to explain that no, she didn’t really know why her name was capitalized like that.
It was an interesting thought for sure, perhaps it had been an error on the birth certificate, perhaps it was some long lost earth tradition that her parents wanted to bring back, or perhaps ERIN was right and they simply wanted someone to yell at. ”Well, if that’s the case, it’s a good thing they never spoke to my father, or else I’m certain he would’ve legally changed my name to all capitalized letters just to yell at me as well,” Kai joked...kind of.
For all the reasons his father had made a great king, he hadn’t exactly excelled in the parent department.
Not like Kai’s mother.
Unfortunately he dealt with his father for longer than he did his mother.
Then suddenly the conversation took a far more depressing turn and Kai couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps the universe had heard the sinking feeling of his thoughts and decided to match the atmosphere.
ERIN could joke all she wanted about this and that, she could claim she wanted to die but was simply too lazy to go through with it, but she wasn’t the one with a giant assassination target on her back, and even if she did, at least there would’ve been a good reason for it-that came out wrong, what Kai meant by that was that even if someone did want ERIN dead, they already had a motive and would be able to discover the culprit and stop them faster.
However with Kai...with him there was just this blank page where all the answers should be. He wasn’t king anymore, he had no claim to any throne and despite his engagement to ERIN, until they were married he was a nobody, and even afterwards it wasn’t like Kai would regain his throne, it would be ERIN’s empire, not his, and eventually, one day, it would be their child’s empire.
Kai shuddered at the thought of procreating.
He shouldn’t get ahead of himself, perhaps the assassin would do him in before then and it would never have to happen, ha!
Ha...ha...Oh ERIN was a terrible influence on him already.
”Hmm, yes, well, I’m sure Niko and Norman will figure it out, they know what they’re doing, Norman caught our gardener a few weeks ago, he can figure this out too,” Kai agreed absentmindedly, looking away from ERIN.
He wanted so desperately to believe that he was safe and that his brothers would protect him, however no matter how much faith he had in them, it didn’t prevent the overwhelming sense of dread that looked over him like a stormy cloud.
You could be the most careful person in the universe and there was still no guarantee that you’d survive.
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 17, 2021 14:49:14 GMT -5
ERIN Idnasi owner of a small galactic empire
”Yeah, you actually have a dec-” ERIN stopped when it finally registered in her brain that Kai had given the meaning behind his name as well.
She couldn’t stop a snort of laughter from coming up. ”Well, now your name is just the name of some thirteen-year-old’s edgy OC,” she pointed out, amusement clear in her voice as she spoke. Though, she supposed she had to give credit where it was due - his name wasn’t obviously edgy or anything like that, it was more like a cleverly hidden edge. There had been thought put into the name. There was true meaning behind it. ”It’s still a nice name, though.” It was a lot better than her own, and she meant it when she said it was a nice name even with the edgy meaning behind it now. ERIN was a lot of things, but if she found something impressive she wouldn’t hide it. She might show her enjoyment of something with annoyance, but she never hid something like this.
The amusement about his name resurfaced when Kai spoke up again, mentioning himself how his name sounded like some preteen’s edgy character. His laughter was contagious, and ERIN couldn’t stop herself from once again chuffing with her own laughter, the noise somewhere between a snort and cough. ”Yeah, you’ve got a pretty edgy name there. You probably have some dark, tragic backstory, too. Let’s see…” She trailed off, slowly looking over Kai, though it wasn’t exactly easy to make out much detail considering she didn’t have her glasses on. ”You’d be the character with some secret, evil twin that’s been hiding in the shadows for years, waiting to take their chance and pounce on you like a bartora and sink their fangs right into your throat. But, since you’re the protagonist, of course, you manage to slip away, injured, but you have your friend group that keeps you safe while you all go into hiding to come up with a plan to get rid of this evil twin of yours. While in hiding you meet your love interest, which this is coming from a preteen’s imagination, so the love will be cringy and forced, also extremely heterosexual.” ERIN put a stop to her rambling about the story when a realization hit her.
If Kai was the main character here, and considering her involvement in the actual story… She would be the cringy female character that would inevitably be paired off with Kai.
Gross.
”I guess my character in this story would be your love interest, huh?” She shook her head, the disdain clear. ”The entire fanbase will hate me, especially since the forced straight romance will be shoved down people’s throats when the obvious romance is the one between you and your best friend since childhood, but the story won’t go that route because it’s gay, and poor preteens haven’t quite gotten over their internal homophobia just yet,” ERIN muttered with a nonchalant shrug. ”Anyway, I’ll stop it here, I probably lost you half way through the rambling anyway.” Besides, where she left off was a good stopping point anyway, and it wasn’t like she needed to get too detailed with all of this. It was a story she wasn’t going to do anything with, there was no need to dive deep into details. Plus, there were more pressing matters at hand to discuss.
While it had become clear that Kai was distressed by the whole assassin thing, ERIN wasn’t the one to go to for comfort. She wasn’t nurturing or kind or motherly, she wasn’t any kind of word that would be used to describe somebody who was gentle enough to calm somebody’s nerves. If anything she was an aggravator and only made somebody feel worse. What Kai needed right now was somebody who could ease his worries, and she wasn’t that person. She was the last person he needed to be around right now. It was starting to get late, too - or would it be early at this point? - and ERIN had promised to bring Glitch back some snacks, and if she waited too much longer the Andalian would probably end up eating everything in her room, and there were some things in there that ERIN would rather stay outside of the creature.
Now was probably a good time to end the interaction. ”Yeah, things will be back to normal for you in no time. Which, speaking of normal, I should probably let you get back to whatever you do at this time. Plus, I should probably be getting back to my room anyway, I promised Glitch I’d bring them back something.” With that she took the disgusting cereal from earlier. ”Didn’t promise them it would be tasty, though,” she mused mostly to herself as she gave the box a little shake before looking over at Kai one last time. ”Sorry I was the one you had to deal with at this time of night,” she quickly gave an indifferent apology before starting to head out of the kitchen, hoping she could make it back to her room without running into a wall.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Mar 27, 2021 4:38:55 GMT -5
Taizi “Ty” Walvelon (ex) lohatux prince of the giann system
Dressed in a rather dashing suit, Ty looked himself over in the mirror a couple times, oooing and awwing at himself as he flicked his long, fluffy tail. ”Kai better watch out or else I’m gonna outshine him at his own wedding,” he joked with a halfhearted laugh, glancing into the corner of the mirror to stare at the reflections of his brothers.
Niko, dressed in a form fitting, sleeveless purple and black tailcoat suit, grunted in response and stared out the window, fidgeting. He’d been like that for awhile but it was worse today. Ty really needed to check in on him.
Meanwhile, plopped down on the couch, Norman had his face planted into a pillow, his own suit getting all wrinkled, his face was completely hidden, lost in a mass of pillows and curly red, untamable hair and if Ty listened closely, he swore he could hear Norman snoring very lightly.
Ty was pretty sure they both heard him, and yet he was met by only silence. ”Wow, can’t believe my humor is wasted on you two,” he commented dryly.
This seemed to finally snap Niko out of his thoughts as he glanced towards Ty. ”...Sorry, I am...distracted,” Niko explained simply, turning to look away from Ty again.
Norman did nothing but snore.
Yeah, Ty was pretty sure he was out.
”I noticed, between you and snores-a-lot here, I was beginning to wonder if anyone was talking this wedding seriously,” Ty said as he started over towards Niko, his sharp green gaze looking him over. ”...Hey, you okay?” He asked, tone gentle as he looked over his much taller brother. ”You’ve been acting...off, recently.”
Niko grunted quietly and narrowed his brows, his gaze staring determinedly out the window.
Ty placed a hand on his shoulder. ”You know you can talk to me, I’m your brother, I’m here for you, no matter what,” he promised softly.
Niko hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth. ”I-“ just then there was a knock on the door and Ty paused.
He side glanced towards Niko and lifted a finger up. ”Hold that thought,” he ordered, giving Niko a firm look before scurrying over towards the door.
On the other side was a familiar face.
Amari.
The ambassador for Cavositas, she hadn’t been able to make it to the original meeting due to being half way across the Galaxy at the time, but she was here now, and Ty for one, was thrilled to see such an old time friend. ”Amari, it’s good to see you, I was beginning to worry that you couldn’t make it, and then who would I make fun of all these stuffy nobles with?” He asked with a lopsided grin as he punched her gently in the shoulder.
Amari let out a laugh and patted his back. ”Says the stuffy noble,” she countered and Ty let out a dramatic gasp, placing a hand over his chest as he looked at her with wide, shocked eyes.
”Wow, can’t believe you would even imply I’m like the rest of these guys, besides sis, didn’t you hear? I’m technically just some normal guy now, albeit an incredibly handsome normal guy - some even might say godly handsome - but still, just a normal guy, not a prince anymore,” he told her, trying to offer a smile as the thought finally settled in.
Right. A normal guy.
Not a prince anymore.
Ty grinned. ”Smile through the pain, you can do it, you know you can,” he thought to himself.
Finally after a pause, Ty took a step back and gestured for Amari to come in. ”Anyway, what can I do for you?” He asked.
Amari nodded curtly to him as she took a step inside. ”I came to get you, Niko is needed to oversee the security, a ship just arrived for Norman, and I was hoping you would accompany me to gather a few other ambassadors with me,” she explained, looking towards Ty with a smile.
Right, time to really get this thing started, wasn’t it?
”Oh uh, yeah sure, just uh, lemme wake Norman up first, he hasn’t been sleeping much,” Ty explained, pointing his thumb back towards his snoring younger brother.
Amari nodded in understanding and Ty swiftly moved over towards Norman, grabbing a pillow from the other side of the couch.
”Norman...” he started softly, getting Norman to ever so lightly stir.
...
That’s when Ty whacked him with the pillow. ”Norman wake up!”
Norman shot upright immediately, his glasses smudged and crooked, leaving red marks across his face, his hair was a mess and large bags were obvious directly under his eyes, he looked around, frazzled for a moment, before he seemed to realize what had happened and discreetly wiped away a small dab of drool from his mouth, clearing his throat.
”I’m uh...what did I miss?” Norman asked as he cleaned his glasses and brushed a hand through his hair, not making eye contact with anyone.
Ty smirked lopsided at him and ruffled his hair. ”There’s a ship docking for you, I’m pretty sure it’s-“
Before Ty could finish, a wave of realization washed over Norman’s face as he scrambled up to his feet. ”Mother-“ Norman said hurriedly, grabbing his coat as he bolted out the door, quickly excusing himself to Amari.
Ty blinked, watching him hurry off. ”...Huh, weird, I mean he’s usually happy to see her but not this excited-ya know what, never mind, not my business,” Ty decided, waving it off with a flick of his hand.
Instead he focused on Niko as he glanced back towards him. ”...Hey, will you be okay by yourself?” He asked.
Niko grunted. ”Bellevue will accompany me, I’ll be fine,” he explained simply, staring out the window.
Ty hesitated for a moment or so, eyes trailing across his brother.
Something was definitely off about him.
”Right, well, see you soon,” he reassured and turned back to Amari, clapping his hands together. ”Alright, who’re we picking up first?” He asked, grinning towards her.
Amari returned the smile and gestured for Ty to follow her out. ”Sams, I believe he is here with his husband, I know which room they’re at-“ she paused, quickly noticing the shiver than ran down Ty’s spine. ”What?” Amari asked, amusement flickering across her sharp golden eyes as she started down the hallway. ”Scared of a little snake?”
Ty shot her a look. ”Nothing about the Siob Eldoon is little, Amari, Sams could swallow me whole if he wanted to, and would still have room for dessert, forgive me for being a little cautious,” he said pointedly, putting his hands up in mock surrender.
Amari rolled her eyes. ”That Andalian that travels with Empress Idnasi could swallow you whole if they wanted to,” she pointed out, pausing outside a large, intricate blue door. ”Trust me, you have nothing to fear from Sams,” she reassured easily.
And with that, she knocked on the door.
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Post by Feathertalon on Mar 27, 2021 15:12:59 GMT -5
Sams Crotalus typo ambassador
Today was the big day. It was the one day the whole universe had been gearing up for for months, and now it was finally upon them. It had been quite some time since a wedding of this scale had transpired, and there was certainly a mixture of excitement, curiosity, and even nervous energy that was apparent in the overall atmosphere. There was a lot that was going to happen on this day, things that needed to go smoothly, and hopefully that’s how the day went. Sams didn’t want to sit around and worry himself to death before the ceremony even started, but he was rather aware of the fact that things could go wrong. He wanted to be excited for what was to happen, and he was, but the large serpent just couldn’t shake the worry that plagued him. He blamed it mostly on the fact that he had yet to shake Flumori’s death from his mind. Even if he hadn’t been especially close to the former ambassador, she had still been somebody Sams had known, somebody he had worked with, and losing her had certainly opened up a hole of sadness for the Siob Eldoon, and now he could only hope that nothing like that happened at the wedding today.
Though rather than lament about death and the fact that somebody among their own ranks was most likely Flumori’s murderer, Sams’s nervous energy and worries came out in a rather different way.
A somewhat frustrated sigh came from the snake as he looked at himself in the large mirror. He cocked his head to the side, eyes narrowing as he observed the hat that sat comfortably atop his head. ”Perect, dear, does this hat go well with the occasion? I thought perhaps it would go well with the darker brown in my spots, but now I’m not so sure. Should I change it out for another? I did bring a few in case this happened.” As a Siob Eldoon, Sams didn’t exactly have to worry about clothes or getting dressed, but there was absolutely no way he was going to an incredibly fancy wedding without allowing himself the pleasure of wearing some sort of hat or something. He had also considered wearing a bowtie as well, but he had talked himself out of it, deciding that both a hat and bowtie would be a bit too much on somebody like him. After all, his species didn’t typically wear clothes to begin with, so showing up to an event with two different articles of clothing would have been a bit much.
”Though…” Sams started as he gingerly lifted his tail and brought it up to the hat, using his tail tip to adjust the hat. ”Perhaps the problem is a matter of positioning. Does it look better on the left?” He inquired right before shifting his hat to the other side. ”Or on the right?” Sams eyed himself in the mirror for a moment longer before shaking his head and letting out a sigh. He turned to look over at his husband. ”Maybe I should have gone with the bowtie instead of the hat. But, like I said, I brought quite a few hats just in case I needed a change. Surely there’s one that won’t end up looking tacky.” As he was turning to make his way over to where he had his hats stored, a knock at the door stopped him in his tracks. There was a part of him that almost called out to Perect to ask him if he would get the door, but Sams realized that, as an ambassador, it was his duty to do as much, especially since whoever was at the door was more than likely somebody coming to request for him.
While Sams took his job very seriously and also enjoyed what he did, he wasn’t looking forward to opening the door while he was still undecided on what to wear, but perhaps this was a good thing. If the ambassadors were needed to get last minute things ready, then Sams wouldn’t have the time to worry about whether or not his hat looked good enough on him for the wedding. Though, even with that thought in mind, it didn’t stop the large reptile from asking the question that was still on his mind as he opened the door after he gave a quick greeting. ”Ah, hello there, Ambassador Amari. Ty.” It felt odd not adding “prince” to the front of Ty’s name, but the lohatux was no longer a prince, which was an unfortunate circumstance. But that wasn’t Sams’s main concern at the moment.
”May I get your opinions on this hat?” The Siob Eldoon asked. ”I fear it’s not adequate, but perhaps I’m overthinking this.” Surely between Perect, Amari, and Ty, Sams would get an answer on whether or not he should keep the hat he was wearing now or swap it out for another one entirely before the events of the day really got started.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on May 6, 2021 4:44:26 GMT -5
Taizi “Ty” Walvelon (ex) lohatux prince of the giann system
Ty braced himself, he wasn’t against the Siob Eldoon of course, and he had met Sams and Perect before, however there was just something vaguely unsettling about a giant space snake that hovered in the air and could eat you whole if they really wanted to. You didn’t mess with snakes, that was basically rule one of survival.
Amari side glanced him, snorting. ”Come on, you’re being ridiculous-“ luckily, before she could continue, the door opened and both of them turned to see Sams floating in the doorway, wearing some kind of fancy hat.
Amari gave Sams a polite smile and a dip of her head in greeting. ”Ambassador Sams, it’s nice to see you again, and the hat looks stunning, it’s a perfect choice for a wedding,” she complimented.
Ty was a little less prepared and blinked, caught off guard by the question. ”Er um, I think it’s nice?” Ty said hesitantly, phrasing it almost more like a question than a real answer. He paused for a moment, taking this as a chance to actually properly look over the hat. Which auto changed to gay and take it in. ”...A darker hat would work better with your complexion though, maybe a grey or a black?” He offered. ”You could tip it to the left and it’ll look rather compelling, I think,” great now he was starting to sound like Kai.
Ty froze as something behind them caught his attention, his muscles tensed and his ears perked until the person came into view.
A large, lean black siob eldoon with a grey underbelly floated over, tail caught in the curtains and his bow tie falling apart at the seems. ”Sams, I can’t quite seem to get this tie to work-oh we have visitors, hello Ambassador Amari! Hello Pr-Friend Ty!” Perect greeted with a smile as he clumsily came over to them, bumping into practically everything in his pathway until he got to them, instantly falling into place beside his husband.
Amari let out a gentle laugh and smiled up towards Perect. ”Lovely to see you again, would you like some help with your tie?” She asked and Perect nodded.
Instantly Amari moved over and rather quickly, tied Perect’s tie into a bow. ”There, now you look ready to attend a wedding.”
Perect blepped his tongue out happily in response. ”I haven’t been to a wedding in a long time, have you met the bride? Is she nice? She is also from Cavositas, right?” He asked, brushing up against Sams as if using him for support.
Amari nodded. ”She is, though I haven’t personally met her yet, Ty has though, and Sams too, I believe, what is she like?” She asked, turning her gaze to Ty and Sams with a tilt of her head as she waited for them to answer.
Ty made a face and folded his arms, shrugging. ”She’s...interesting,” Ty stated, avoiding their gaze. ”Not really that motivated, but I guess she’s...nice? I’m not really sure how to describe her, she’s got a pesky Andalian companion, I’ll tell you that.” Ty typically liked Andalians, but Glitch was...exhausting, honestly Ty wasn’t entirely sure how they were going to handle being at an event as big as this where they weren’t the main focus, if anyone was going to object and ruin this wedding, it was probably going to be Glitch.
”Speaking of which,we should head out,” Ty added, pointing his head towards the exit.
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Post by Feathertalon on May 6, 2021 20:19:35 GMT -5
Sams Crotalus typo ambassador
A warm smile pulled at Sams’s lips, or as warm as a smile could be on a creature with extremely sharp fangs. Fortunately he was aware that this was the case and didn’t keep the smile for long, concealing his fangs as best he could. ”A pleasure to see you again as well,” he started in response to Amari before he felt himself puff out ever so slightly at her compliment on the hat. ”It is a rather nice hat, and I do find that it works well for the occasion.” Then again, he had made sure all the hats he brought would work well for today’s wedding, but some just fit more than others, and if Amari said this one worked, then Sams was sure to believe her opinion.
Though it seemed as if Ty had his own thoughts on the matter, which were more than welcomed. Sams wanted opinions on this.
The large reptilian nodded as he listened to the former prince give his own opinion on this whole hat ordeal. ”A darker hat, you say?” Sams repeated in a low voice, giving it some thought. ”I suppose that would make sense, and as an added bonus it would bare resemblance to Perect’s own complexion, and I do think matching him would be a nice touch…” At this point he was mostly talking to himself, but the whispers of a rather large snake were perhaps not as quiet to others as it was to Sams himself.
The sound of his husband’s voice calling for him pulled him out of his verbal thoughts. Sams perked up, turning to watch as the other Siob Eldoon bumped his way over to the group. ”Ah yes, we have guests, I’m so sorry for not mentioning that to you before,” Sams apologized quickly as he leaned forward to nuzzle his husband. He soon pulled away, knowing that now wasn’t the time for a flashy display of affection. That could be saved for another time.
As Amari and Perect conversed, Sams fell silent, allowing his fellow ambassador to help with Perect’s tie. It was a rather nice looking article of clothing, and Sams did believe it looked quite charming on Perect, though Sams would more than likely think anything looked well on his husband. Sams simply had a soft spot for his husband, but why wouldn’t he? It would be a crime to marry somebody and not have a soft spot for them, that’s at least what the Sion Eldoon thought, and nothing was going to change that opinion. It was why, honestly, he had a problem with this arranged marriage they were attending today, but he had also agreed with it despite the overall idea going against his own personal beliefs. Ever since falling for Perect and marrying him, Sams believed that marriage was a very special thing that should only be shared between a couple that truly belonged together. But putting those beliefs aside, he realized the importance of this marriage, how it would help more than it would harm, at least when it came to the larger population. Sams had guilt about the possible future for Kai and ERIN, especially since he had known Kai for some time now and rather enjoyed the former king. He only wished him well - ERIN as well, though he didn’t know her all that well yet - and he was determined to make it clear to both of them that he would be there if ever they needed somebody.
As the others talked among themselves, Sams remained quiet save for when he couldn’t help but give something of a hiss of air under his breath that both sounded oddly amused and annoyed. ”Ah, the Andalian is quite something.” He could save his opinions on the new queen, but that Andalian she kept around with her was something that not even Sams could hold his tongue about.
Andalian opinions aside, Ty made a good point. Sams nodded. ”Don’t want to be late for the event.” He then leaned forward and nudged Perect before heading on out, being sure to use the end of his tail to keep the door open for the rest of the group to follow through.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jun 5, 2021 4:08:14 GMT -5
Taizi “Ty” Walvelon (ex) lohatux prince of the giann system
Ty snorted when Sams commented on Glitch. ”That’s an understatement,” He commented snidely. ”I swear they‘ve given me nightmares, I close my eyes and all I can see is their pink jaw unhinging so they can swallow me whole,” he admitted, shivering. ”Gives me the creeps.”
You know, this was making him realize he seemed to have a lot of fears about being swallowed by some sort of creature either much bigger than him or much smaller than him, which in general, was kinda weird. Maybe he should look into that. Look up “reasons for a fear of being swallowed alive” and see of anything came up. This was kind of a weird and oddly specific phobia, after all.
”ERIN seems...okay though, I guess,” Ty admitted with a shrug as he walked down the hallways, ”Kinda dead inside, but I can vibe with that, she’s not really what I expected, you can definitely see the human in her though, she’s got hair,” he mentioned, offhandedly. Perhaps it was an odd thing to mention since lots of creatures had hair, however it looked kinda weird on a Viscosi Cate.
Amari didn’t have hair, she had sold weird floppy thing instead, it just seemed more natural that way.
Then of course, the siob eldoon didn’t have hair either and Ty hoped to never see one with hair in his life or else he would probably have nightmares about that until he died or something.
As for himself, he had fur, not hair, he just sort of shaved most of it so it looked like he had hair. It had been hard enough growing up as an adopted prince to the Walvelon family, the last thing he needed was to look like some furry freak too.
”Have you heard any progress about the assassin?” Amari asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Perect gasped dramatically and brought his tail up to his mouth. ”Right! I heard about that, did you catch them yet?” He asked.
Ty shook his head. ”We had a few leads that Niko and Norman have looked into with Bellevue, but so far, nothing concrete, don’t worry though, we’re safe here, we tripled the security for the wedding,” Ty comforted. ”If the assassin comes back, we’ll catch them no problem.”
Ty wasn’t really part of the security team, not like Niko or Norman were, but he knew enough to stay in the loop, and he was quite certain that they had this under control. There wouldn’t be another case like...like Flumori’s.
Ty faltered a little at the thought of the deceased ambassador. Flumori had been a friend to him, to all of them really, losing her was...hard, to say the least.
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Okay let’s say they get to the wedding and stuff, this feels like a good chance to stop and switch to like? Niko & Bellevue or Norman with Hazel & her crew for a bit and bring them all together for the actual wedding, so like? You can respond with Sams and then my next post can start up Niko & Bellevue or something.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 9, 2021 22:40:50 GMT -5
Sams Crotalus typo ambassador
Now would not be an appropriate time to tell Ty that, just like an Andalian, Siob Eldoons could also unhinge their jaw. It was just a snake thing, something that Sams didn’t even have to think about. Though Sams was also refined and proper, and ate meals that fit into his mouth without the need for him to unhinge his jaw. He realized that was a natural part of his species, but to him it seemed almost barbaric to try and eat something so large that one had to pop their jaw to make something fit. It wasn’t hard to get food into smaller pieces, and if the problem was not having appendages to hold silverware that could cut the food up, then surely there was somebody else around who could. It was rather simple of a task to complete, at least in Sams’s opinion. He had no right to judge how others lived their lives and ate, and Sams had once been a little Siob Eldoon that unhinged his jaw and ate like a monsterish heathen at every meal, but he had grown up, become refined, made himself into a proper gentlesnake that did things respectfully. Not everybody out there did that, and he understood and respected it.
Sams pushed those thoughts to the side in favor of following the conversation. He listened as Ty went on to give his opinions on the new Empress. ”I’m sure she’ll liven up as time goes on. She was thrown into a large role without warning, I’m sure anybody would be numb about that for a while. Plus, she’ll have your brother to help her out, so I’m sure all will be well in no time.” There was a momentary pause in Sams’s words before he went on to continue, ”Yes, I’m sure having some human makes for odd combinations in various species.” That made Sams stop for a moment and think about what would happen if there were to ever be a human and Siob eldoon hybrid. Though, the first thing that was odd about that was...well, how would that work out? Sams wasn’t sure how that would happen. To be more clear, he could see how a relationship could happen, it would be odd, but what got to him was the beyond the relationship part and more into the fact of how they would reproduce.
… It was best to not get into that right now. Or ever, really.
Sams was thankful for the change in subject brought on by Amari. It wasn’t the lightest of subjects, Flumori’s death still hung heavy in Sams’s heart, but that only made him all the more determined to help find and catch the assassin that had done that. They were still out there, and Sams could only hope they would be caught before another tragedy struck. He had high hopes in the people who were put on the job of actually diving deeper into this whole crime, though. If anybody could track down a trained, skilled assassin, it was Norman, Niko, and Bellevue. With them on the case, everybody would be able to soon rest easy.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Aug 29, 2021 6:04:49 GMT -5
Norman Walvelon (ex) human prince of the giann system
Hurrying down the stairs, Norman dodged out of the way of various servants and people as they rushed back and forth in an attempt to get everything ready for the wedding, however right now, they weren’t what was on his mind. It had been a couple months since he had last seen his mother, and he had a lot to talk to her about.
His relationship and situation in general, with his mother, was sort of odd, he’d admit that. However, it had improved a lot from before, back when she first came back into his life, and now, whenever he did get the chance to see her, he couldn’t help but be excited.
Once he made it outside, he quickly looked around, spinning on the heels of his feet until he lost his balance and had to stabilize himself before finally, he saw her ship, fondly called “The Wing” settled at the docking area.
A smirk pulled at his lips and Norman picked up his pace, only stopping once he got to the ship. He didn’t see Hazel yet, however, he could see Alistair and Noah, unloading their recent shipment - which were in crates - from the ship to the ground.
”Alistair, Noah,” Norman started with a small nod of his head as he slowed his steps and gently placed his hands in his pockets, as if trying to appear “cool” and not like he had just sped up to rush to see his mother, barely awoken from a nap with his hair a mess, his shirt untucked, and his tie hanging loosely across his chest, barely tied together by a fairly poorly done knot.
”Will you guys be attending the wedding?” He asked as he looked the two over. They had been invited of course, Kai had allowed Norman to invite the crew of The Wing, however he wasn’t entirely sure who would and wouldn’t be attending.
It wasn’t like they had RSVPed or anything, though that would be hard to do considering, last he heard, they were in the midst of an all out high speed spaceship chase with a pirate crew made mostly up of various breakfast foods.
So that would make it kind of hard to RSVP.
Alistair smiled at him in greeting. ”Hi Norman!” He waved. ”I think so, though I don’t know if we have anything appropriate to wear...” He added, thoughts trailing off as the young smuggler furrowed his brow, thinking about it.
Norman shrugged. ”Doesn’t matter to me if you come or not...” he looked away, giving it a moment’s pause or so, in order to not seem too desperate around them...he couldn’t help it, they were cool, he was not so cool, and part of him had always wanted to be out there as well, on dangerous high space adventures, getting in the midst of situations that wouldn’t surely be fun to tell your children when you were older.
It seemed so much more appealing than his current life, which he was pretty sure was a waste of his skills.
”If you guys do choose to attend though, I’m sure we’ve got clothes for you,” Norman added at last, glancing back towards Alistair and Noah.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 29, 2021 21:59:32 GMT -5
Noah Schultz space bounty hunter
For as much as Noah loved flying through space as fast as the stars would allow them with angry breakfast food chasing after them, he had to admit that he had missed being on solid ground. There was just something about being on a stable planet that couldn’t quite compare the ever looking threat of being slapped in the face by a screaming piece of bacon or falling to the murderous plans of a scrambled egg.
He had never been slapped in the face by bacon or, obviously, died to a scrambled egg, but it was just intriguing enough that Noah was willing to try it out, one day. Perhaps not the dying part, but he wouldn’t mind a quick scuffle with a cooked egg at some point. Slapped by bacon wouldn’t be a hard thing to do, and he wouldn’t even have to go out and find a sentient piece of bacon for that. To achieve that goal all he had to do was go into the kitchen and be a pest to whoever was cooking breakfast, though he supposed he usually was the one making breakfast. He could hit himself with a piece of bacon, but that didn’t seem as authentic to him as somebody else slapping him with a strip of pig meat. Crawley would do it for him if he asked, Grace would too, but he could so easily annoy his sister to the point that she’d just do it without him needing to ask for it. Others on the ship would surely be willing to help Noah out with this new goal of his, if he were ever curious enough about it to try it out. Which...yeah, he had been on this topic for long enough for him to realize that he wanted this to happen. He wanted somebody to give his good looking face a nice smack with a hearty piece of bacon.
Noah glanced over at his partner Alistair and briefly considered asking him to help him out with this newfound dream of his, but before any words could come out, somebody running up to them caught his attention. It looked like his bacon dreams would have to be postponed for now.
Out of instinct his ears swiveled forward, standing tall against his head. He could even feel the faint bristling of his tail, the fur standing on end shooting a tingling sensation up his spine. Noah was aware that this was a safe area for him and his crew, but after so long of being on the ship and jumping into situations that ended badly, it was a reflex for him to stand alert the moment something happened. Within seconds he was able to relax his ears and tail, knowing that they were on friendly ground, and the person running up to them was the exact opposite of a threat.
”Hey, Norman,” Noah threw in a quick greeting. The redhead also looked the part of the exact opposite of a threat, his hair all over the place and his outfit disheveled to the point that Noah was quite certain he had fallen asleep in his attire and had only just woken back up. The seawolf couldn’t fault him there, he would do the same thing, and it wasn’t like he was a stickler for fashion. That sort of stuff tended to come with some bitter memories.
Not about to allow himself the time to fall into some dark holes, Noah focused all his attention on both Norman and Alistair, observing their interaction before he interjected and added in his own flavor to it all. A huff escaped his lips, the sound a mixture of amusement and mock offense as he side eyed Alistair. ”Who says we need to look fancy? Sure, it’s the biggest wedding this side of space has seen in a long time, but what would make it more memorable other than a group of bounty hunters coming in their work day attire?” His seafoam gaze then dropped down to Norman, the expression on his face a clear indicator that the mock offense had been for him. ”What, you trying to say you don’t want us here?” While Noah wasn’t smart, he also was smart - it was hard to explain - and if he was picking up on anything at all from Norman, it was that he was certainly hiding excitement about The Wing’s crew being here. If he wasn’t excited then he would have taken the time to clean up before greeting them, and he most certainly wouldn’t have made a beeline to the ship. It was clear to Noah that Norman wanted them at the wedding, but if he wanted to feign indifference, then he supposed he’d allow it. Wouldn’t want to rain on Norman’s parade and all. Noah was here for a good time.
Observational thoughts aside, Noah let out a sigh, his shoulders sagging as he muttered, ”Now that sucks, I was looking forward to trying out the food. Will I need fancy wedding clothes to try out the snacks? I mean, I suppose I can clean up, but that’s a dangerous game to play. Once I’m in good clothes, I’ll take all the attention away from the wedding. If you think I look good now, just wait until I’m in a suit. Then I’ll be the bacon that somebody wants thrown on their face.” A cocky smirk pulled at his lips as he puffed out his chest and looked over at his two companions. The confidence coming from Noah was enough to have most people believe that he had shared his internal thoughts about bacon in his face out loud and that they’d get the reference he had just verbally made. If there was anything about Noah, it was that he was confident, and usually his confidence rubbed off on others enough to make him sound believable, or at least not constantly crazy.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 1, 2021 12:04:46 GMT -5
Norman Walvelon (ex) human prince of the giann system
Something about the Wings crew instantly made Norman relax, as his muscles eased up and he fell into a much more casual posture, a small smile resting on his face. ”There is a dress code, I personally think it’s stupid,” Norman agreed with a faint laugh. Norman...well Norman had never been one to dress the part of a “prince” even when he tried. That kind of clothing just wasn’t comfortable, and it took a lot before he even kind of looked good in it, he completely understood Noah’s distaste for a dress code.
Alistair, however, seemed much more inclined to follow it, as he listened to Norman’s words, hanging onto every word, absorbing what he could so he could mentally prepare himself for the event.
Norman recognized that look in his eyes, the gimelapux-cnansinux mix was trying his best not to forget a single detail. Over the years that Norman had spent getting to know his mother’s bounty hunters, he had quickly learned that Alistair was a people pleaser, never wanting to step out of bounds or mess up in any way, if there was a dress code, Norman was certain Alistair would want to follow it to a T, no matter how stressed out it made him.
Which...As Norman glanced from Noah to Alistair, he quickly realized that it would honestly be a bit of a hassle to get them all changed in time for the wedding, and to be frank, Norman wasn’t entirely excited for this wedding to begin with.
”But, who really listens to a dress code, right?” He asked, smirking casually at the two bounty hunters. ”Would it really be worth attending if a bunch of bounty hunters weren’t sitting in the back, looking all menacing?”
Alistair blinked and looked down at his clothes, gently tugging at his shirt. ”We look menacing?” He questioned, mostly to himself as he examined his clothing.
They didn’t...well, not to Norman, however perhaps to those who didn’t know these bounty hunters like he did, perhaps to those stuffy nobles and diplomats from across the galaxy, they did seem threatening, but to Norman they were simply...friends.
That being said, Alistair clearly seemed concerned on whether or not he appeared menacing, so, Norman decided to clear his mind. ”Don’t worry, you both look good as you are,” he reassured, pausing for a moment to glance towards Noah, playfully winking at him. ”Though I’m sure you would look even better in a tux,” he commented breezily.
He wasn’t gonna pretend that Noah and Alistair weren’t attractive, because that would be a lie, they were both men that if Norman didn’t feel a sort of “weird adoptive sibling through his adoptive trigger happy mother” vibe, he would probably try to go for it. But he still wasn’t gonna deny that they looked good, even if neither were entirely his type.
”Not that it really matters to me if you guys come or not, so it’s whatever...there will be snacks though, and I personally oversaw the food for the wedding, so you know it’s gonna be good,” Norman added excitedly, once again having to regain his aloof exterior before he started on a long winded ramble about the delicacies chosen from over fifty different planets that would be lining their tables tonight.
Norman didn’t mess with food, food was important, and even though he despised the very thought of this wedding going through, he was going to make sure it was at least a worthwhile meal.
Pausing slightly at the mention of the bacon, Norman quirked his brow upwards, head tilted to the side as he gave Noah a curious look. ”I feel like I’m gonna need to hear the story behind that comment later,” he stated, glancing from Noah to Alistair, who seemed to have a distant look in his eyes, as if experiencing a traumatic flashback related to bacon.
”You guys always have the best stories to share, not like me, unfortunately the life of a prince ...or, er, ex prince that is, is exceedingly plain,” assassination attempt on his brother ajd murderous gardener aside.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 5, 2021 20:55:11 GMT -5
Noah Schultz space bounty hunter
Noah blew out a raspberry as he deflated at the news about the dress code. He wasn’t opposed to dressing up, in fact, he enjoyed getting into fancy attire on occasion, but usually he preferred to stay away from fashion and looking the part of somebody important. He liked to think that he could look good and important in anything he decided to wear. The seawolf was confident enough in himself to know that if he had on just a simple trash bag he would still be hot, and he’d still look important, he was sure about it. Nobody could deny that he was a looker. Nobody could deny that he held himself in such a way that made him seem as important as a king. He wasn’t actually a king, he was going to make that clear, but he could sure act like it, and he was sure he could get a lot of people to believe that he was some rogue prince from some faraway planet, and that, out there somewhere, a whole gang of his people were searching for him, hoping to find him and bring him back to his planet so that he could be their king one day. That would make for an interesting story to tell, perhaps he should give some more thought to that at some point, embellish it and give it more detail so it sounded believable. Maybe he could even weave it together with his earlier thoughts about breakfast food.
Yeah, he was sure he could make a fine story out of this. He would need a few days to ruminate on it, but he was sure he could make something amazing.
But, story developing aside, Noah focused his attention back on the conversation at hand. He perked his ears up, swiveling them frontwards. It was sounding as if Norman was telling both Noah and Alistair that the dress code wouldn’t apply to them, and hearing that had Noah’s tail wagging from out behind him. A grin spread across his face. ”Glad we’re on the same page here,” he started airily. ”We can just say our dress code is just what we normally wear. We’re bounty hunters, we need to look the part. I mean, who knows when our next bounty could come out and show themselves. We gotta be ready no matter what we’re doing, and I’d hate to have to be the one to run around chasing some galactic criminal in a stuffy suit.” While that sounded like it would be fun to watch as an outsider, as an insider it sounded awful. A tux wouldn’t give Noah his normal flexibility or speed. He wouldn’t be able to perform at his best, so in conclusion, putting him in a fancy suit for the wedding would only hinder any possible bounty catching he would need to do. Not like he was saying there would be a criminal at this particular wedding, but who was to say criminals never attended weddings? Criminals themselves got married, so it wasn’t like they were against marriage. Point being, if there was a bounty here, Noah would be able to do his job much more effectively in the attire he had on now.
Which, Norman was bringing up another good point on why Noah shouldn’t be in a tux.
The seawolf nodded as a smug look crossed his visage. ”Oh yeah, I’m a sight to see if I clean myself up. I’m such a sight, in fact, that if I were to get dressed up everybody here at this wedding would be focusing on me, and I don’t think I’m the star of the show here today. I mean, if you want me to be, I’ll gladly take that role, but…” He nonchalantly trailed his statement off with a shrug of his shoulders. After a moment he leaned over and gently nudged Alistair. ”And this guy right here? Oh, he’d have everybody crawling on him begging for a make out session. We’d have to forcefully stop the crowd from trying to be the one to take him back to their place for the night. It would be a plain mess, us in suits, and neither of us want to ruin why we’re all gathered here today,” Noah ended with a nod.
His attention was soon drawn to the comment about the food, tail wagging happily once again. ”Listen, if there’s food, I’m going.” He didn’t care whether or not Norman actually wanted them to be there - though he was positive the redhead really did want the crew to attend. If there was food, then Noah was going to be there, especially when he knew Norman was very serious about food. If he said it was going to be good, then it was going to be good, and it had been some time since Noah had been able to absolutely gorge himself on a myriad of different cuisines.
”Oh yeah, I’ll give you the details all on that, but first, where’s the food?” Noah was sure he could find it on his own, it wasn’t like he’d be able to miss the scent of all the food, but it would be much easier, and take a lot less time, if he just had Norman show him where it all was. ”Actually, should we go and get the others?” Noah turned to look at Alistair, wondering if the two of them should just go on ahead or if they should go back and let the rest of the crew know what was going on. Noah had no problem with either route they took here, but a part of him did feel like it wouldn’t be a real party if the crew wasn’t all together, and plus, Norman would get to hear stories from everybody that was part of The Wing, and Noah knew that everybody on board would have something very interesting to speak about.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jan 27, 2022 18:03:05 GMT -5
Norman Walvelon (ex) human prince of the giann system
As soon as Noah began commenting on how he and Alistair in suits would just be too powerful for the wedding guests, Alistair flushed a bright red and glanced down towards his outfit. A dark black trench coat, a dark purple button up shirt underneath with black cargo pants, light purple suspenders, a teal colored scarf, black fingerless gloves, and of course a pair of sturdy black boots.
He certainly looked the part of a bounty hunter, and part of Norman had to wonder if style came with the job. After all, he had never heard of an ugly looking bounty hunter. Regardless of species, gender, attitude, or anything else, the one thing that he could consistently count on was that a bounty hunter was going to show up in style.
Both in clothing and in action.
Another thing he had never before experienced was a lackluster bounty hunter entrance. It just wasn’t in their code or something.
Honestly, if he wasn’t tied down to this whole “prince” role, Norman was rather certain he would make an excellent bounty hunter. He had it all, drama, experience, style, a brain...you get the picture.
”You guys are attractive enough in your current ware, I don’t think anyone would be ready for the two of you in suits,” Norman commented breezily, the words slipping from his tongue before his brain could cut the connection. Now, he wasn’t going to sit there and lie and pretend the two men before him weren’t attractive. They were.
Noah and Alistair were undeniably hot, and his feeble, helpless gay heart simply couldn’t take it. Still, that didn’t exactly mean he wanted to just blurt it out to anyone around him. There were a few things wrong with that,
One.) What if they found it uncomfortable and then got all weird around him because they thought he was hitting on them? Norman didn’t need that, he liked these guys, they were pals, and he didn’t have many of those, far too few to risk losing the ones he did have.
Two.) On the flip side, what if they liked it and started to flirt back?
....Albeit, that seemed incredibly unlikely with Alistair, though Norman wasn’t so sure on Noah.
But the point was, if that happened, Norman was quite certain he wouldn’t know what to do with himself and would most likely let out some sort of unholy gay screech, crumble into a pile of dust, and blow away, and no he was not exaggerating.
So, naturally, Norman chose to awkwardly laugh off his comment and look anywhere other than the two attractive bounty hunters.
He coughed and out his hands in his pockets, tapping his foot against the floor of the cargo bay as he searched for something to distract himself with.
Luckily for him, Noah had the perfect solution.
”Yes!” Norman shouted far too loudly, which in turn made Alistair reach up to pull his large, rabbit like ears down. ”Yeah we should find the others,” he agreed and awkwardly gestured towards the ship. ”Theyre in there, yeah? How’s uh, how’s M-Hazel?” Norman asked as he casually started towards the ship, signaling for Noah and Alistair to take the lead and show him inside.
Soon the awkward almost flirty comment would be behind him, and Norman could return his focus to things that actually mattered.
Like his brother’s fast approaching wedding.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 27, 2022 21:11:02 GMT -5
Noah Schultz space bounty hunter
It would be no hard task for Noah to go on and on about how handsome he knew he was. He was many things, but he was not one to downplay his looks. Noah had been raised in a rather…fanciful, he supposed he could put it that way, household, where beauty was important, where standards were incredibly high, and where status meant everything. While that way of rearing children certainly came with a lot, and Noah meant a lot, of issues, having low self esteem was not one of the issues that Noah had received from his upbringing. If anything he had too much self confidence. He was too eager to show himself off, too ready to flirt with people. Body image was not a problem for this bounty hunter.
Norman wasn’t helping with the current situation as he went on to compliment both Noah and Alistair on their looks. A grin made its way across the seawolf’s face, his tail even going so far as to give a little wag. Noah was more than used to compliments and people agreeing with him about his way over average looks, but there was just something nice about hearing Norman agree with him and even go so far as to venture into the territory of flirting. ”Oh no,” Noah replied, shaking his head. ”Nobody would ever be ready for us in suits, but one day, just one day, they’ll have to witness such a sight. Women will swoon, men will falter, children will have to cover their eyes. Even those who aren’t interested in men, or anything at all, will stop and stare at the two of us in suits, second guessing everything they’ve ever known.” Perhaps he was being a tad dramatic, but at the same time, Noah wouldn't be surprised if something like that happened. He had seen himself in a suit more than once. He knew exactly how good looking he was in one.
Falling silent rather than continuing on his train of blabber allowed Noah a few moments of observation. He had already noticed Alistair’s flushed look, how his face had gone red and how his eyes had almost immediately averted down to the ground as if ashamed to look either Noah or Norman in the eye. Getting flustered, especially over compliments on one’s physical attributes, was something Noah could never understand. He himself didn’t get flustered when somebody called him out on looking like a god that had graced his followers with a visit. He enjoyed it when he could get a reaction out of people by flirting with them or just saying something positive about their appearance, but he himself had never experienced such an emotion from something like that. Honestly, he could only assume it was like catching on fire and feeling like a mushy soup on the inside, how else could the redness in the face and the weakness in the limbs be explained?
He could also tell from looking at Norman that the younger man was flustered himself, but in a slightly different way from Alistair. While Alistair was flustered from Noah’s comments earlier, Norman’s disposition changed once he had uttered his last comment that bordered on flirtatious. Clearly he had not meant for those thoughts to be given a verbal form, or perhaps he had hoped his words would fall on deaf ears, but unfortunately, Noah’s ears worked quite well, and he was certain Alistair could have heard even a mere whisper as well.
While this was a thought process that Noah could have stayed on for hours longer, he knew there were more important things to tend to - such as gathering the rest of the crew and getting ready for the wedding that would be starting shortly.
Norman’s louder than normal voice was paid no mind by Noah. The only indication that he had found it a bit too high in volume was a minute twitch of the ears. He followed along behind Norman, listening to the question he threw out. ”Well, why don’t you see for yourself?” Noah asked slyly. ”You’ll see her pretty soon.” She was just right inside the ship along with the others, Norman didn’t have to wait much longer to ask Hazel how she was doing herself.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 6, 2022 16:13:54 GMT -5
Norman Walvelon (ex) human prince of the giann system
Thank space, Noah and Alistair were predictably casual about his slip up, which only further proved why they deserved to be on the list of a select few that Norman genuinely liked. His brothers, his friends (such as Ives, Beau, Roswell, and Thaddeus even) and then his mother and her crew of fun and enjoyable bounty hunters.
That was it.
All the people he liked that he could count. Everybody else was just kinda eh, sometimes more okay than others and some were people Norman just straight up couldn’t stand, but that list was far too long to get into right now, he would need at least an hour, maybe more, and he simply didn’t have the time right now.
Letting out a faint laugh, Norman nodded and followed Noah and Alistair into the ship.
The Wing was a fairly decent sized ship, larger than a fighter but not quite as big as any commuter ship. The outside was sharp and held the vague appearance of a bird, with a larger center and two glorious wings on either side, while the inside had about 2 floors, a couple bedrooms - though most people had to double up - a storage space, a main living space - that included a food replicator and a table for eating - the cockpit, blasters, one single bathroom, engine room, and storage.
Fairly run of the mill, large enough for the Wing crew to live comfortably, albeit a little crowded.
Once inside, Norman quickly spotted Hazel.
His mother was in the middle of a discussion with Lukas and Astra, pointing around and gesturing to a couple cargo crates resting on the floor, however as soon as she spotted him, she grinned and waved him over.
”Norman! I was hoping you’d be the one to greet us,” she exclaimed proudly, wrapping her arms around him in a big, motherly hug.
Norman let her hug him for a few seconds before pushing himself away. ”Who else? Of course I was gonna meet you guys out here,” he greeted with a smile. ”Things have been a little crazy, but not crazy enough for me to miss out on greeting you guys,” he said, giving a friendly wave towards Lukas and Astra in the back.
Astra waved back and bounced on her feet. ”It’s great to see you, Norman! I’d hug you but...” she paused and glanced down at her skin.
Astra was a viscosti cate, just like ERIN - though Astra didn’t have any human in her - however her skin was of the “poisonous” variety. Touching her led to a fatal mistake, which was unfortunate for the bubbly girl, as Norman had always been able to tell there wasn’t someone quite as touch starved as her.
Lukas, however, was a hybrid of a bawltic - like Niko - and a semperdraco, which resulted in a rather tall man, hovering at roughly seven feet, which still made him smaller than Niko, and extra small for a bawltic, however rather large compared to the general population. He looked rather dragon like in ways, with frills and scales mixing with his skin.
Honestly, he looked like the kind of guy you didn’t want to mess with.
So, naturally, Norman found it only natural to mess with him almost every chance he got.
Besides, in a way, Lukas was almost a brother to him, adopted by his mother, of which he had a...unique relationship with. So naturally, he had to tease him sometimes.
However, before he could, Hazel spoke up again. ”You look exhausted, have you been getting any sleep?” she questioned, quickly fixing his tie and shirt for him.
Norman grumbled and moved away. ”Ive had other things to do,” he objected, pausing for a moment to look up towards his mother. ”Like that stuff I was talking to you about? Over the messages,” he explained in a low, quiet voice. ”Were you able to find anything?”
In an instance, Hazel’s expression grew serious as she shook her head. ”Sorry kid, Earth didn’t have anything that might help, and listen, it was ridiculously hard getting there and back without freaking anyone out, humans still aren’t quite ready for aliens, but I can tell you that by all accounts, what happened is still legal, even by Earth’s standards.”
Norman cursed under his breath.
There went his last hope to call this whole thing off.
”Great, so we’re just..stuck going through with this then,” he muttered under his breath, glaring down at the floor.
Hazel put a hand on his shoulder. ”I’m sorry, Norman, we tried, we all tried,” she explained and gestured to the rest of the crew. ”I took my crew to Earth, which as you might know, is kind of a hellhole,” she explained.
Norman sighed and nodded, stepping back. ”I know, I know, and I’m grateful, really I am, for everything you all have done,” he said, glancing around at the whole crew. ”Im just...frustrated, and I feel useless. Kai trusted me to solve this for him, and yet...we’re just back where we started, except even worse because now someone’s trying to kill him and I haven’t figured that out yet either, and he’s like, an hour away from marrying that crown stealer,” he explained, gesturing with his arms as he voiced his frustration.
Hazel offered him a sympathetic smile. ”You’re not useless, sometimes...sometimes things just happen, and they’re out of our control, and we all need to learn to live with that,” she told him, pausing for a moment to look back to her crew. ”Besides, you don’t have to deal with this alone, we’ve got your back, we can help, at least, we can help with the whole attempted assassination thing, we can be like...secret security during the wedding,” she suggested and looked back to the others, prompting them to speak up with their own thoughts. ”Right guys?”
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 7, 2022 20:32:33 GMT -5
Also not entirely sure how to make a whole post for here
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Mar 26, 2022 16:34:25 GMT -5
Kaiyo “Kai” Walvelon (ex) king of the giann system
This was it. There was no turning back now.
Kai inhaled, eyes closed as his heart sped up, beating loudly inside his chest.
Thump, thump, thump.
Just beyond those doors, a crowd of people had come to witness the wedding of the century. Reports from across the galaxy had come to witness, royalty from other planets and systems were sitting in their seats, wondering if their own empire’s were at risk of falling like his had, wondering if they could also suddenly lose all the power they once had within a night, forced to marry to get even an ounce of it back.
Kai’s muscles ached, holding the weight of his ancestors on his shoulders, their disappointment still ringing in his ears.
To most of them, he wasn’t one of them anymore.
To most of them, he had lost his right to call himself a Walvelon.
Who was he now?
A king without a throne or a crown, a descendant with no ancestors, a disgraced halfbreed hybrid without a say in the world, a pawn in a game much bigger than him, with no say in where he was to move on the board. He had never had a choice, not even when he was crowned king.
Why would he have a choice now?
This had never been about him.
This had always been bigger than him.
Kai’s hand hovered over the door, as if an invisible wall kept himself from entering.
He wasn’t the only one without a choice.
He had so badly wanted to hate ERIN, and blame her for what had happened, but...he couldn’t. She didn’t want this anymore than he did.
They were both just pawns.
In a way, it was a match made in stardust.
Two pawns left to marry for something neither of them even wanted.
Kai really shouldn’t pity himself, he wasn’t the only victim in this.
According to his ancestors, he wasn’t a victim at all.
A heavy sigh slipped from his lips as he lowered his hand away from the door, head bowed down.
A small part of him wanted to turn around and walk away, a small part of him told him to run, told him that he couldn’t enter through that door.
But the bigger part of him knew better.
”Here we go...”
Bracing himself, Kai took a sharp inhale and pushed the door open.
Immediately he was greeted by loud wedding music and rows upon rows of guests, security guards lining the walls and a long walk from the door to the alter.
ERIN wasn’t there yet, she would come after him.
In some ways, Kai was glad he wouldn’t be the last one to arrive.
Still...that didn’t stop the unease settling into his stomach as thousands of eyes turned upon him.
He raised his head tall and started down the long hall, refusing to look anywhere beyond exactly in front of him, keeping a steely composure as he passed by row after row.
Finally, he made it to the front and paused for only a moment to glanced to the side, where each of his brothers were lined up waiting for him.
A warmth washed over him.
He wasn’t in this alone.
So long as he had his brothers, so long as he had Niko, Ty, and Norman, he was never truly alone.
He offered them a small smile and took his place on the alter, bracing himself for what was to come as he turned his attention to the door, awaiting ERIN’s appearance.
Soon, they would be wed, and maybe, just maybe, things would go back to a semblance of normal.
...Maybe.
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