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Post by Nettlejuice on Oct 7, 2013 2:43:05 GMT -5
Oh no, Kullu xD The Professor is very handsome.
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Post by NotJustaBook on Oct 7, 2013 7:21:52 GMT -5
I probably laughed way too much at the 'afeet' joke. I can't help it - I'm a grammar nerd. Loving this!
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Post by PeregrineTook on Oct 8, 2013 20:41:26 GMT -5
I love and appreciate all the feedback. Thanks, crew! I plan to utilize lots of wordplay in this as well as using Kullu's lack of familiarity with Simanity as a humor device. It will become more "solve the mystery" oriented as we go, but I needed to have these early scenes to develop the characters some more.
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Post by PeregrineTook on Oct 8, 2013 21:03:19 GMT -5
Oh, Brother, Where Art Thou-Chapter 3"Can I stop for one more interview?" asked the demonspawn, as he ran past the blonde in the red dress while following after Abernathy who was heading out of the park. "No," the professor replied. "How about we stop for some of the picnic food?" Kullu tried. "No, it's gone bad," Abernathy replied. "But there aren't any flies," the demon whined. However, despite the whiney demon's protests, they kept on going until they finally arrived at their destination. "When we go inside," Abernathy began, "let me do all the talking." "What if the door is locked?" Kullu queried. "Ah, I think I can take care of that," the professor replied. With the door standing unlocked anyway, they figured they were welcome to just walk in. "Isn't this called breaking and entering?" Kullu asked. Abernathy looked over the doorway and replied, "I didn't break anything, so I don't think it technically qualifies." That said, they followed the sound of a television through an interior door. "Hello," Abernathy greeted the startled man, "he's Kullu and I'm the professor. How and who are you?" "Umm, I'm Darien...and I'm fine...how did you get in here?" "Through the door, of course, but that's not important. What is important is that people are saying that you are the beast haunting the park and that you're responsible for a missing person. Torches and pitchforks will probably follow." "WHAT?!?" asked the indignant werewolf as he hopped up from the couch. "Ah, good. I'll just watch you change," said the professor as he observed the energies swirling around Darien. "Can we change the channel," posed Kullu. "But it's "The Dog Whisperer," replied Abernathy. "You know I love this show." "Well, I don't understand the name as he seems to shush them rather than whispering to them." "Hmm," said the professor, eyeing the transformed wolf, "I think we've seen all we need. Don't worry, Darien, turns out you're innocent." "How do you know?" growled the wolf. "Trust me, I just know," he replied. Once they were back outside, the demon posed the following question, "How do you know he's innocent?" "Well," Abernathy replied, "technically, it's more of a hunch, but given that he is a light yellow, it seems implausible that he would be wandering undetected in a park at night given that there are lampposts. Additionally, a werewolf willingly watching "The Dog Whisperer just seems a touch too tame to be a midnight marauder." "I see," said Kullu, thoughtfully taking that in those observations and the alliteration that accompanied them. "Plus, I snagged some fur off of him," added the professor with an ornery smile. A grin spread across Kullu's face as he said, "So we're bringing the wife in on this?" "Exactly!"
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Post by KaseOfHearts on Oct 8, 2013 23:14:54 GMT -5
Hahaha, I love the juxtaposition of the professor's analytical disinterest with Kullu's naive curiosity. It's beautiful.
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Post by Jane.Eyre.Force on Oct 11, 2013 9:54:38 GMT -5
I'm sloooowly getting around to reading everybody's legacies and stories on this forum. I must say, I enjoyed this one. I usually only read legacies but I'm intrigued with where you're taking this. I love Kullu!
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Post by PeregrineTook on Oct 12, 2013 12:38:30 GMT -5
Having secured a sampling of fur from the potential suspect, the Professor handed it to his wife. "I see you're Muriel at the moment," he greeted her, kissing her on the cheek. "Quite useful." He then bartered housework in exchange for her help. So while Muriel used the ancient arts of arcana, Abernathy used the dishwasher. Then, after he and Kullu had a light dinner (and thereby created more dirty dishes as he clearly had not thought things through very well), they proceeded to do a stakeout in the park to watch for this mysterious beast while Muriel continued her scrying. As they started into their stakeout, the Professor had a great idea. "Let's split up so we can cover more ground," he suggested. Kullu responded with, "What shall our signal be if one of us is in danger?" "I plan on screaming like a little girl," answered Abernathy. "Does that signal work for you?" "I suppose so." As they separated, the demonspawn thought, just for a moment, that he saw something moving in the bushes. He quickly dismissed it as an overactive imagination as something else had caught his eye. Given that Abernathy was not around to put a stop to it, Kullu decided to become better acquainted with the random redhead who came into the dark and haunted park...alone...late at night...she seemed like his type of gal.
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Post by TheDoctor on Oct 12, 2013 23:11:34 GMT -5
Looks like Kullu is bound and determined to make a lady friend. Lovely update. I enjoy your characters.
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Post by KaseOfHearts on Oct 18, 2013 8:58:02 GMT -5
REDHEADS! They are the weakness of many men.
I love the way the Professor greeted his wife. "I see you Muriel today." So I suppose she can be others when the mood strikes her.
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Post by PeregrineTook on Oct 18, 2013 11:02:21 GMT -5
Thanks for the feedback! Glad you're enjoying this tale. I will try to find time today to get the pictures for the next update together. As this is entirely story-driven rather than based on legitimately playing our a challenge or project, it's just a whole lot of staging.
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Post by PeregrineTook on Dec 13, 2013 20:21:36 GMT -5
Wow, I've ignored this story for almost two months now. I promise I have the ideas for the story and intend to finish things up. I just haven't taken the time to do so. I'll have the next post up by next weekend. I sort of promise-ish!
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Post by PeregrineTook on Dec 17, 2013 16:09:49 GMT -5
OH, BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU--CHAPTER 5 "If you keep lurking there behind the bushes," the mortal magician said to the green otherworldy being, "you're bound to stir up even more speculation about the beast of the park. I suppose you've just been here looking for a certain blonde while I've been doing all the work." Without waiting for a response, the professor continued, "But I've pieced it all together, well, not everything, but most of it, the relevant points, that is, or at least relevant depending on who you are, and since I'm me and you're you, these pieces matter." Abernathy paused for a moment and smiled at the ridiculous logic of his own statements, then continued, "First clue was the werewolf. Not our beast, certainly, but helpful." "Sparsely decorated home, as if he had just recently moved in. Probably within a day or so prior to our visit." "The spoiled food," he continued, rambling on in his deducing, "was also significant. It had no flies." "The pasty lady with good taste in men gave us more of a timeline by stating that the beast had been around for about as long as the wolf has been in town," Abernathy continued, not waiting for input from the green fellow. "Then there was dear, worried Susan." "Susie," interjected his listener. "Yes, the certain blonde I mentioned," the magician concurred. "It seems her brother disappeared right when the monster showed up. One could even pose that the monster is, in fact..." "Mason Sackholme turned frog prince." The frog-man hung his head, then simply nodded before adding, "It was that witch." "Which witch is that?" asked the professor, enjoying the sound of "which witch" a bit too much. "That redhead," answered the frogMason, "Morida O'Connell. She wanted the secrets of the ancient elven arcana that my grandfather entrusted to me. It seems she wanted to use the secrets located within those scrolls to summon a demon." "Well," interjected Abernathy, "that makes sense. Demons are really quite handy." "Yes," agreed the magicked elf, "I believe she wanted one to help her take over Dragon Valley." "Hold on," said the professor, "you said 'she,' 'redhead,' and 'demon.' I think we may be in trouble." "Follow me, froggy!" shouted the mad magician. "I've got a plan." "What's the plan?" asked Mason, as he ran in pursuit of the mad magic man. "If I told you," responded the Professor energetically, "you'd only realize what a bad plan it is and you'd lose hope!"
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Post by marsar on Dec 18, 2013 11:54:09 GMT -5
Hahaha! This stuff is so crazy! I like the story so far .
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Post by PeregrineTook on Dec 18, 2013 17:18:28 GMT -5
Thanks! I enjoy eccentric and "wacky" characters, so that's definitely where this story lives. I'm glad you're also enjoying the insanity :=)
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Post by PeregrineTook on Dec 23, 2013 20:57:52 GMT -5
OH, BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU--CHAPTER 6 "This is your great plan?" asked frogMason. "See?" asked the Professor. "Didn't I tell you I shouldn't tell you the plan as you'd lose all faith in it." Then, turning to the wolfman, he simply said, "Seek, boy "Ah, see?" the mad magician said to his green-hued companion, "He's found the trail." Then, after a thoughtful pause, he added, "Or a squirrel. He could have found a squirrel." Meantime, in a lovely home in a different part of town, "Welcome to my lovely abode," said Morida, the witch. "Thanks," said Kullu. "Is this the part where we have physical relations? I think we're on a date, and I'm informed that is sometimes part of it." "Well," said, Morida, eying her guest with amusement, "perhaps we should go somewhere more...intimate then?" "Then...why did we come here?" asked a confused demonspawn. After a mildly audible sigh, Morida said, "I meant we could go down to my secret chambers." "Oh," replied Kullu. "That sounds perfectly reasonable." "Maybe you'd like to wait over there in the circle pattern on the floor while I slip into something more...comfortable?" she said, suggestively. "Comfortable?" he posed. "I'd suggest fleece. Or cotton. Also very comfortable." And with that, he went over to the strange, arcane-looking circle on the floor. A short time later, Morida reemerged and Kullu noticed a couple of things. "Why is the lighting purple now...and that outfit doesn't really look that comfortable." "Well, things might get just a bit more uncomfortable...for you, demon," she replied even as Kullu began cringing in pain and a strange, diamond-shaped object faded into existence above his head. "Prepare to meet your new Watcher, demonspawn," she said with an evil laugh. Upstairs, "You're sure this is the place?" the Professor asked the werewolf. "Absolutely...pretty sure," he confirmed. "I have a bit of a sinus infection going." "So, where exactly did they go from here, fleabag?" asked the frogfellow. "I...umm...I mentioned the sinus infection, right?" said the wolf. Meantime, the Professor simply walked towards the bookshelf and said, "Does anyone else think it's odd that the dust on this shelf is only disturbed in one spot?"
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