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    You Spin Me Round

    TnT
    TnT

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    You Spin Me Round Empty You Spin Me Round

    Post by TnT 3rd February 2020, 7:17 pm

    Tura strolled through the castle hallways. If it could truly be called strolling. The dragonling darted from shadow to shadow. His head moved on a swivel, literally turning all the way around. There was a deep fear radiating from his eyes. Yet, a feeling of pride floated below Tura's sternum. The first outing without his sister felt like a success. He wasn't anywhere near his eventual goal. Tura had seen males walking about without fear. They'd fought with females verbally. He'd even seen some in physical altercations versus females. The physical world happened to be mind-boggling. There wasn't a male in the energy plane that would dare raise their voice at a female. Let alone ever strike a female. This plane invigorated the dragonling. Tura hoped he could eventually shed his lifelong beaten in habit of fear of female. This would only be the first step.

    A female appeared in a doorway. She was laughing about something, facing the other way. The dragonling froze for a moment. A brief debate spun through his mind. He could reform into a female. Potentially, it would give him the confidence to walk past this female. However, it would defeat the whole purpose of this outing. He wasn't ready to face a female directly though. Tura slipped behind a nearby statue. The female turned away from the door. She continued laughing as she passed the statue. Tura held his breath until the female disappeared around the corner. The female was none the wiser. The dragonling let out a long sigh. Time to move again.

    There was another purpose for this outing. Tura wanted to learn how to cook. Also, eat an entire feast. Not necessarily in that order. Food came from heaven. The dragonling had a deep desire to learn how to create this heavenly essence. The castle had an amazing feast hall and kitchen. Unfortunately, the head cook was female. Tura figured it wouldn't be too hard to learn to cook. The meat was placed in the oven. Ingredients were thrown in a bowl to be mixed together. Not hard to figure out. As Tura strolled down the hall, his approximation of a stomach rumbled. Eating first then.

    Tura ascertained that the feast hall was empty. Then he raided the food stores. Several already prepared meals were laid out upon the tables. The dragonling licked his lips as he stared down at the impromptu feast. Where to start? There were so many dishes. Tura sat down. He looked at his clothing. Eating got messy for mortals, didn't it? He liked these 'threads' as the natives said. Tura removed his jacket. The white wife-beater came off next. Tura's bare muscular chest didn't show a hint of hair. He found that kind of physical display to be garish. Time to dig in. Tura reached for the food. Where could he even start?

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    Clementine
    Clementine

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    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by Clementine 4th February 2020, 10:16 pm

    CLEMENTINE
    Clem
    Rising from the bottom.
    HP: 200/200
    MP: 200/200
    Job: Social/Free Form
    Tagged: @TnT
    Mood: Yay!
    Muse Music: Perfectly Wrong
    Word Count: 722
    Paint hissed quietly as it was sprayed from within a handheld metal can. It splattered over a stone brick wall, filling every crevasse with liquid color. Red, pink, orange, and gold worked in perfect harmony. A few trails of paint dripped down the surface, giving the art a messy but endearing touch.

    Clem stepped back from her work. She crossed one arm over her chest and rested her cheek against the fist of her other hand. Blue eyes peered over the wall, scrutinizing the painted piece. It was a dragon, one of Clem’s favorite things to paint. Red scales covered its body, highlighted in orange and pink from a setting sun within the depiction. Striking golden eyes stared right out from the wall, piercing the souls of those who would walk by.

    Clem furrowed her brow and tilted her head, contemplating what else she could add to put the final touches on this piece. She flipped her paint can in her hand absentmindedly. Maybe some mountains? Yeah, that seemed right.

    The painter stepped forward to begin painting again, but froze in place. A laugh echoed down the hallway from someone passing nearby. Clem latched herself to the wall, hoping whoever it was wouldn’t come her way. She had taken to painting in abandoned rooms and hallways in the castle lately. Though she had learnt to escape those who caught her making graffiti, the thought of being discovered still sent her heart pacing. It was a deep-seated instinct to run, but a thrill nonetheless.

    The laughter faded and Clem let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding in. That was a close one! She returned to her artwork, adding in looming mountains behind the majestic red dragon. Black paint dripped down to mix with the few trails of color. The woman stepped back again and nodded in satisfaction.

    Footsteps caught Clem’s attention. She darted behind the pillar of an arch in the hallway. Peeking around the side, her blue gaze caught on to a man with fiery hair. He was sneaking down the adjacent hallway, jumping from shadow to shadow. Clem raised an eyebrow. It was almost amusing to watch him from where she was at. He disappeared down the hallway behind the corner. The painter elected to follow him. She had finished her art and had nothing better to do at the moment.

    Clem pursued the man for a while, staying just out of sight. She had never met him before. Then again, she hadn’t met many people in Errings Rising. The woman was fairly seclusive since joining the guild, spending her time painting or attempting to read some old documents that she had found. She felt like she didn’t fit in with most of the guild members as all the ones she had met seemed a little odd. Clem still craved social interaction, however. Perhaps that was what pushed her to follow this unknown man.

    The man arrived at a pantry room of sorts that seemed to have an attached kitchen. Clem peered around the corner, watching as he honed in on some dishes that had been set out. He sat, preparing himself to chow down. Not before removing his shirt completely, though. Clem whipped back around the corner, her cheeks turning slightly pink. She felt like she was intruding on his privacy, watching him while he was shirtless. Never had she been around a man like this so close… if her mother’s life had taught her anything, it was that she should proceed with caution.

    Clem made the decision to just walk in and talk to the guy. Surely it would be easy, she could just ignore his shirtlessness and talk to him like a normal person would. Yeah! I can do that, Clem thought, psyching herself up, I can totally do that. Easy peasy.

    As she rounded the corner, all plans went out the window. The awkwardness Clem had planned to avoid seemed inevitable. “Er… hi! Is there enough for two? I’m Clem,” she greeted with a friendly smile. The woman took a seat across the table from the fiery-haired man. She mentally cursed herself. Had she really been so deprived of social interaction that she forgot how to talk to others? Hopefully they could talk enough to satiate the loneliness that had been collecting inside her.
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    You Spin Me Round FsqEDQG
    TnT
    TnT

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    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by TnT 5th February 2020, 8:35 pm

    Tura happened to be completely focused on the food. As a woman sat down across from him, the male was reaching for the turkey. It took a moment to realize there was anyone else with him. Even when he noticed her, it struck him dumb. Tura blinked for a few moments looking at Clem. Several things happened when it finally hit him. One, Tura rolled over the back of the bench. He hit the ground, rolling. Two, a butler 'outfit' flickered into existence on his chest. It was merely an illusion. Looking closely would reveal his chest still starkly in view. The energy to make real clothing simply wasn't available to him at this time. Third, the table rocked violently. The scrumptious feast was nearly tossed onto the ground. Tura's arm came close to taking out several dishes.

    Once the room settled, Tura popped to his feet. He placed his fist over his core and bowed deeply to Clem. "This one apologizes, mistress Clem, for not noticing you earlier. Please, help yourself. This one will make do with the scraps you throw from the table." Tura straightened. A quick glance revealed something. There was no good place to stand off to the side here. Instead, he took a step back from the table. "If you need anything, mistress, this one is known as Tura. I am here to serve you however you desire with whatever you desire. Your wish, this one's command."

    It wasn't until after he'd finished speaking that Tura noticed his mistake. He'd used a personal pronoun. Males were objects. Fit only to be used as the mistress' saw fit. Things couldn't be much different here on the mortal plane. The weak followed the strong. No matter how crazy the strong might be. The dragonling shuddered, remembering his encounter with Saraphina. There was a female that could make his blood run hot and cold simultaneously.

    As Tura stood back from the table, he was struck by a feeling of dizziness. It couldn't be ignored. Tura put a hand to his head. "Already?" He murmured to himself. His core constricted moments later. The dragonling clutched his chest. His right knee hit the stones. Nothing could stop the convulsing which came next. Tura had no control. He jerked violently falling flat on the ground. His back bent, his limbs spasmed. It went on for several moments. When it ended, Tura nearly bent in half backward. The pose was held for several seconds. Then the dragonling lay panting on the stones. Blood trickled from his nose. This wasn't the first attack. It wouldn't be the last either. It was the price of being weak and having his magic. The magic itself punished you. Tura had hidden the attacks from everyone, even his sister. Now a stranger, a female, had seen it quite clearly. He wondered what she would do with him.

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    Clementine
    Clementine

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    Lineage : Eagle Vision
    Position : None
    Posts : 142
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Age : 27
    Experience : 22,004

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Chromatic Graffiti
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    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by Clementine 31st May 2020, 12:11 pm

    CLEMENTINE
    Clem
    Rising from the bottom.
    HP: 200/200
    MP: 200/200
    Job: Social/Free Form
    Tagged: @TnT
    Mood: Yay!
    Muse Music: Perfectly Wrong
    Word Count: 1,151/XXX
    Clem’s sudden appearance seemed to startle the redhead. It took him a moment, but when he realized she was sitting in front of him, staring at him with curious blue eyes, he fell backwards out of his seat. Flailing arms nearly knocked some plates of food to the floor, but the young woman reached out and steadied them.

    “Shit, you okay dude?” Clem asked, peeking over the table at the fallen man. Somehow he had manifested an outfit of fancy-ish clothes out of nowhere. She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips. This guy was an odd one already. Hopefully he wouldn’t turn out to be any worse.

    The redhead hopped to his feet and gave Clem a deep bow. She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat for a moment. Being raised without any education on etiquette, she had no idea how to respond to formalities. It was only a few years ago that she had started to throw in an occasional ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. She hoped this guy didn’t expect her to act the same.

    “Naw, man, you can eat too,” Clem said, waving him back to the table. His words were peculiar and it took a second for her to grasp what he was saying. By ‘this one’ he seemed to be referring to himself… Weird. The thought of him serving her sent another pang of unease through her.

    “Why ya talkin’ like that, Tura?” she asked bluntly. “You ain’t a slave, you’re free to do whatever the hell you want. Eat some food! And don’t call me mistress.”

    Before they could even start eating, Tura collapsed to the floor once more. This time it wasn’t from falling off of his seat. The man’s body convulsed and spasmed right before Clem’s eyes. She leapt to her feet and rushed over to his side, holding her hands out towards him helplessly. What could she do? There seemed to be nothing. Medical training was something she had never received. “Shit, shit, shit,” Clem hissed as she knelt by Tura’s side. Was this guy she had just met about to die right before her eyes?

    Luckily, the episode seemed to fade within moments. Silence filled the room, save for Tura’s panting. Clem stood up and grabbed a napkin from the table, holding it out to the redhead. “For your nose,” she explained. The painter crouched down again, observing him with furrowed brows. What the hell had just happened? She’d heard of seizures before, but nothing like this.

    “You okay?” was all that Clem said, the question hanging in the air.
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    You Spin Me Round FsqEDQG
    TnT
    TnT

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    Experience : 8,375

    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by TnT 24th September 2020, 3:29 pm

    Tura nearly lost his composure when Clementine told him to eat. A masculine eating with a feminine as equals? Unheard of, unless the two were siblings or very young. He shook his head slowly. "This one is not worthy, mistress. Please eat and enjoy. This one does not mind its hunger."

    Her askance to his mannerisms twisted his face in confusion. The material plane was similar to Zaharthum, was it not? Females lorded themselves over males as was proper. "This one speaks as they were taught to? Is this not how males speak to one as mighty as yourself?" He struggled to wrap his mind around it. Could he be normal? Be male here on the material plane without worry? "What should this one call you then? Females are venerated creatures of purity and light. They deserve a proper title. Males are but objects to fulfil what females desire"

    Tura was surprised by Clem's reaction. She held out a napkin. A female extended her hand in aid. His eyes were filled with wonder. His fingers carefully wrapped around the napkin. "Why did you help me... this one? This one is but a lowly creature overshadowed by your feminine magnificence." He carefully wiped his nose clean. Her inquiry about his state confused him even more. "I... this one does not understand. Its health is of no consequence. Step on this one as one would an bug. Snuff out its life and find one better suited to your needs."

    Tura pushed himself up. He was spouting rhetoric at this point. Things he didn't truely believe but wanted to avoid offending Clem. Surely things weren't so different that females had no power at all. She could have him executed for saying the wrong thing. "I do not understand this plane." He muttered under his breath.

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    Clementine
    Clementine

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    Lineage : Eagle Vision
    Position : None
    Posts : 142
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 27
    Experience : 22,004

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Chromatic Graffiti
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    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by Clementine 27th September 2020, 1:11 pm

    CLEMENTINE
    Clem
    Rising from the bottom.
    HP: 200/200
    MP: 200/200
    Job: Social/Free Form
    Tagged: @TnT
    Mood: Yay!
    Muse Music: Perfectly Wrong
    Word Count: 338/2,749 Total Group WC
    The way he spoke continued to confuse Clem. She wasn’t used to someone using ‘this one’ instead of ‘me’ or ‘my’. While she wasn’t exactly an expert in language or grammar, it just sounded wrong. Did he not have enough sense of self to claim his own existence? It was all so odd.

    “Might? Purity and light? Magnificence? Man, you got some eye issues or somethin’?” Clem asked incredulously. “I ain’t no being of light or nothin’.” While she wasn’t necessarily insecure, Clem knew exactly what she was. She was a being of color and paint, of dirt and darkness, a street rat who looked out for herself only. She was fiery, stubborn, and often rude. Nothing about her felt majestic or holy in the slightest like what Tura was speaking of.

    “Where the hell did you grow up?” she asked, brow furrowing. He spoke so lowly of himself and so highly of women. That felt so backwards from the way her own upbringing was. Among her community, men were cheats and scumbags who took advantage of women and treated them like garbage. She saw it over and over again with the boyfriends her mom would bring home. They would lie, steal, abuse her and her mother. However, she tried to treat everyone as an equal. Nobody deserved a higher standing based on something like sex, they had to earn it.

    Tura was speaking as if he wasn’t even equal, as if he were a slave that was on a lower tier of existence from women. “Why d’ya speak like you ain’t worth nothing? You the same species as women, ain’t you? Why would that make ya any less?” While she had her own reservations about men, Clem tried to figure out why Tura was this way so she could convince him to stop speaking that way. It was freaking her out a bit that he thought so lowly of himself. She wanted him to know she didn’t mind and didn’t want to be referred to so highly.
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    You Spin Me Round FsqEDQG
    TnT
    TnT

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    Lineage : Arm of Destiny
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    Experience : 8,375

    You Spin Me Round Empty Re: You Spin Me Round

    Post by TnT 28th September 2020, 8:52 pm

    Tura's brow furrowed. Clementine was confusing him. She fervently denied the very essence of what she was. Females were the life of breath in the planes. "This one's eyes see fine, milady Clementine. You are a beauty. That...is my opinion." An assertion of self there but one he felt was necessary. Maybe the females of this plane had been deaten down too long and must be taught their rightful place.

    "This one grew up on the plane of Zaharthum. A place of energy, of life, of war and conquest. The rules are very different from..." He spread his arms to indicate the area around them. "...this material plane." Tura carefully lowered his eyes to the ground. Best to show deference even if this female didn't know it was due her. Her next question further illustrated the difference between Zarharthum and Earthland.

    Tura looked at Clem through his lashes. "This one is worth less than nothing, Clem. Not to offend but woman and man are human terms, something this one is not. Strike, if this one oversteps" He bowed his head in supplication. After a few moments, Tura raised it again and continued. "The masculine form is weak. It does little more than squirt seed, build muscle and lack brains. Where one falls, another man can easily take its place. The feminine form carries a child, has emotions far beyond that of a male and has both muscle and brains. The natural beauty of the feminine form also makes it pleasing to the eye. There is little use for a male other than to supply ingredients for offspring. Therefore, they are best treated as dirt for that is raising them above the nothing that they are." Tura allowed a small smile to curl his lip. His eyes however were hollow.

    "What use is a male?" He muttered to himself. He could feel thoughts scrambling, his mind fracturing. Where was Tii? Where was his sister? "What use is a male?"

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