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Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 12/18/2011 10:21 PM

It was hot, sticky, and disgusting. The smoke that came off of his cigarette billowed in the wind. Slick was an unhappy camper. Why he even came to this god forsaken volcano in the first place confused even him. But sometimes his feet took him where they wanted to go. He sighed slightly and blew the smoke out of his mouth. He coughed slightly and then he pulled his coat gently off, revealing the white shirt underneath, the blood red tie drooping from his neck. It was far to hot at the volcano for a coat over a shirt.

He stood there, staring at the volcano. It was fairly pretty, but he didn't want to be here. Something, however, made him want to stay. He had heard stories about creatures living up here. Maybe he could look for them since he was up here anyways. He nodded slowly to himself and took another drag from his cigarette. It was almost all gone, but he would use every last bit of it he could.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby Mousen » 12/30/2011 8:09 PM

It was sheer dumb luck that the two of them had ended up in such a place at the same time. Well, to them it was mostly indicative of misfortune, they shared one thing only and that was a mutual hatred of the other. The first was a man, not overly tall with pale skin, his ashy brown hair stuck up in all directions and looked windswept without looking glamorous, instead, he merely looked like he was lacking a hairbrush. His clothes were plain, though they obviously had an eastern influence. The other was far more curious, a tiny red demon breathing in the harsh smoke-filled air as if it were something to marvel at. A curly set of curling ram's horns sat plainly on his head and his grin was full of yellowing sharp teeth.

This however, was not a question of a man against a demon, but rather two demons. If a fight had broken out between these two Djinn, these genies, it wouldn't have been the kind of saga bards sang about. Rather it would be over in an instant, one of them simply swatting the other like he was nothing more than a fly. Jappes knew he would loose, spectacularly so should a fight break out between him and the little red creature. While Grd Dwaas was an ifreet, a creature of fire, brimstone and sheer power. He was a mere djinn, the common garden sort, a creature of the air and far less powerful. The only reason Jappes had survived this long was good fortune and the fact that there were other powerful beings he'd somehow managed not to offend yet. This in itself was something of a miracle.

"What do you think, Grd, old chap? You could throw yourself off that volcano and nobody would notice! Isn't that great?"
"Hardly. You know the only reason you're not disappearing in a puff of smoke, as it were," He chucked slightly here while Jappes rolled his eyes pointedly. "Is because there's more than one sleeping ifreet here, this is the home of my ancestors and to desecrate it in such a manner-"
"I know, I know. No need to go over it again. It's a shame your great aunt wasn't having a kip the day you decided to murder me. That really hurt, by the way."
"Shame you survived." The ifreet retorted flatly.
The man shrugged, waving his hand in a dismissive manner. "Depends on who you talk to. I'm actually likeable! I don't know anyone who can stand you! You're hideous!"
There was a slight hiss as Grd blew the air out through his teeth, he didn't say anything in reply. The sooner they got off this volcano the better, he might actually stand a chance of doing permanent damage to that infernal Djinn this time around.
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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 01/12/2012 1:16 AM

The voices were the first things he noticed coming up towards him. The third thing was the actual things that the voices came from. Slick took the last drag from his cigarette before throwing it onto the ground, making it spark from the heat and burn the rest rather quickly. The gun that prodded his side was the first thing he reached for. Grabbing his gun from the holster, he flung his coat over his shoulder and began to walk towards the shapes, gun in hand.

As he approached, he heard what they were talking about. How queer it was. Slick shrugged it off, loading the gun slowly and silently as possible. He smiled as they got closer. He re adjusted his grip on the gun and then he walked closer, and confronted them. "Who are you? And what are you doing?" Sweat dripped from his nose towards the ground. He was practically sweating out of his eyeballs, if that wasn't possible, it was here!

He clenched on the gun, taking a few more steps forward, ready to shoot at anything that was hostile. Something that they were talking about when he was half listening to them made Slick uneasy, and few things made him uneasy. His girlfriend ripped his own eyeball out and threatens to rip his arm off! After that, the level of uneasy things went down like a stupid water slide at an amusement park.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby Mousen » 01/12/2012 1:23 PM

"Now, now, would you look at that, Jappes? Something that's actually less powerful than you are! Isn't that such a rarity." Grd hissed gleefully, jumping up to sit on the djinn's head. The only other time they'd actually been within that distance of each other was the last time he'd made and attempt on Jappes's life, so it took an awful lot of restraint on the djinn's part not to throw him off his head, instead he just flinched.

Deciding that it was probably best not to ignore a man with a loaded gun, especially one that was pointed at them, Jappes spoke up. "Well... The better question is what are we, don't you think? Though to answer your queries, I'm Jappes, and that's Grd. He's basically a complete idiot and an exceptionally dangerous creature who will try to kill me the minute we're far enough from this god forsaken volcano. And who are you? Are you well? The weather is nice today, isn't it? Nice and sulphurous." He talked fast, and it was often difficult to understand what he was saying. The slight sarcasm to his tone was fairly obvious, however.
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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 01/29/2012 4:32 PM

The gun didn't falter from it's position, but it shifted slightly with the shift of weight from Slick. He adjusted his grip on the pistol and listened closely to exactly what they had to say. They weren't well, normal apparently. He didn't really buy it, but something made Slick keep his guard up just as much as it would have been before. He listened to the mans questions, and he shifted again, gripping his gun slightly tighter. Should he answer the questions? Or was this just idle chat? Slick finally lowered the gun, placing it back in its holster on his waist.

"The names Slick. I'm not really one for keepin' up 'ith the weather, since it's such a bore. But what are you two doin' up on this Volcano? Not many people come up 'ere to sight see," Slick said, the Boston accent rather obvious on his voice. It was a rather thick accent too, covering up most of his r's. Slick adjusted his coat on his shoulder and smirked slightly. He knew today would be an interesting one.
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Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby Mousen » 01/30/2012 7:08 PM

"Might we ask you the same question?" Grd hissed, curling back his top lip. He was an ugly creature at the best of times and downright revolting when he put his mind to it.

"'We'? When has it ever been 'we'? I mean you did try to kill me. I haven't forgiven you for that, by the way. It was really impolite, not to mention the fact it really hurt." He looked pitifully up at Grd, who promptly dug his claws into his head. Jappes winced. "Okay, okay. I get the point. All of the points actually."

The little red imp smiled, examining his claws to see if he'd actually drawn blood. "Which brings us neatly back to the question of what are we doing here, correct? I'm travelling, actually. The quickest way was through here rather than round it and sadly, this," He pointed to Jappes. "Had the same idea."
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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 02/18/2012 5:41 AM

When the question arose, Slick shifted nervously on his feet. He didn't really want to answer the question, that's for sure. He mostly expected to not give an answer, but he knew he would have to if these people weren't lying. He opened his mouth to speak, but then Grd interrupted him. He nodded. "Well if you are also loookin' for another way off of 'his volcano, we might as well travel as a team. Whattaya say eh?" Slick asked, taking his coat and readjusting it for the fourteenth time today.

He needed to get off this volcano indeed. It wasn't something that would be easily accomplished on his own either. Might as well ask these two for help since they're there.
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Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby Mousen » 02/18/2012 10:08 PM

Jappes rolled his eyes. "He'll probably kill you. Well, he might, after he tries to kill me, that is. Oh the joy that long standing feuds bring to the populace, ey Grd?"

The ifreet rolled his eyes. "If you were to drop down dead this instant, I could not be happier."

"You'd get a shock, you're standing on my head. In fact, I'd probably land on you! Also, you'd miss me. I know you would. You'd miss me, right?" He tried to glance up at Grd, but failed miserably.

"You're an ignorant, powerless nat, who's only survived so far because of sheer luck and the fact that there's an idiot Marid who seems to think your worth keeping alive. For now. Because she will get bored with you, and then she will kill you. You're going to die sooner or later, Jappes. You can't keep running for ever."

"So you'd miss me then?"

The ifreet swiped at the djinn's face and Jappes ducked his head suddenly making the little imp fall of. He hissed. "Not in the least." Grd then turned towards the man. "You're welcome to travel with us, despite what that insolent little bastard says, I am not a complete savage. I do, however, in tend to kill him once we reach the end of the Volcano and the end of  my ancestor's territory. Hope that doesn't bother you." From his expression it was quite clear that he did not care in the least if it bothered Slick.
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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 02/28/2012 7:14 PM

It probably wasn't the best reply to the events unfolding in front of him, but he honestly couldn't help himself. Slick burst out into a roar of laughter. He keeled over, holding his stomach as the laughs came out in spurts. He held his hands out in front of him and finally caught himself, gasping. He hadn't laughed this hard since the time Diamonds decided it would be a brilliant idea to cook. It was just to funny to see the two of them bickering. Something in it just struck a chord. Maybe it was the fact that the similarities between them and whenever he talked to Snowman, but something just made Slick laugh.

After a few minutes of gasping for air, Slick managed to stand, wiping tears from his eyes, and speaking. "Man, I 'ave to apologies. Somethin' about 'hat was just funny. I 'aven't laughed that 'ard in forever. Okay, sorry about 'hat," He said, coughing slightly and straightening himself up. He probably looked like a fool now didn't he?

Adjusting his tie and his hat, he then looked at the two strange creatures that stood in front of him and caused him to have a massive laugh attack. "So we better get 'eaded towards 'he end of 'he volcano if we wanna get 'here by 'he end of 'he night. And a bit of blood shed wont bother me," Slick said, turning towards the other end of the volcano.
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Locked away in permanent slumber,
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From pieces of broken memories.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby Mousen » 03/01/2012 8:01 PM

Grd frowned, leaping to end up on Jappes shoulder. "Yes, the powerless ant and I are hilarious. Wonderful." The imp's tail swished backwards and forwards, like a cat when it was irritated. Jappes didn't seem to be much happier, but that was probably the fact he had a rather powerful creature with very sharp claws sat on his shoulder, in very close proximity to his eyes. Like most creatures, he was rather fond of his eyes.

He still couldn't help but antagonize the ifreet further, though. "I thought I was a knat a moment ago? Have I been upgraded to being as powerless as an ant? That would be a huge honour for me, to be consid- Arg! No! Violence does not solve your problems! Bad genie! Not the eyeeees."

Grd smiled serenely, well, he tried. When you were a little maroon imp, just a little larger than the average person's head, with ram horns and little yellow teeth it was rather difficult to look serene. Instead he settled for mildly devious. "I didn't go for your eyes."

"Oh? Could have fooled me."

"I was just stretching and your... eyes were in the way."

Jappes chose to ignore that comment and instead turned back to Slick. "... Great. I'd better hurry along, my possible demise is that way. I can tell, I relabelled my compass the other day. It now reads 'Demise' 'Sort of demise' 'Have a nice funeral' and 'Beware of balaclavas'. Not sure what I was trying to tell myself with the last one, but there you go." He paused for a few seconds before continuing. "I guess there's no point dragging it out. ... And hey, who said  anything about bloodshed? If I have my way, my blood will stay unshed and I run away. I will retreat, abscond, act like a complete coward and save my own skin."

Grd had been silent for a good while, when he spoke again he couldn't help but sound a little amused. "Balaclavas? Really, Jappes?"

"I don't like balaclavas."

It's odd that no matter how much changes between two people, genies, or anything, That even if a begrudging acceptance(friendship for djinns) turned into a hatred, apathy, or mild dislike, they find themselves slotting back into old patterns. Into old ways, old jokes and banter without realizing it.

"You're still being very vague about who you are." Grd observed quietly as they started walking. Clearly, he was intent upon getting some answers from Slick.
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Re: Why Am I Even Here? {P; Mousen and I} [Hunt] [PG-13]

Postby auntslappy282 » 04/25/2012 4:45 PM

The man in the suit on the volcano that wasn't fitting for the place he was let a smirk find it's way back onto his face and lit another cigarette and took a long drag off of it. Slick was really only half listening to the two of them squabbling. He readjusted his coat on his arm for the twentieth time today. The squeals of pain and other such things fell partially deaf on his ears. Slick decided just to focus on his thoughts for the time being, as he wasn't someone who really wanted to talk to a few bickering.... Whatever they were.

The question, or comment Grd sent in Slicks general direction almost fell on deaf ears, but Slick quickly recovered from not paying attention. "I'm only bein' vague because 'here's no real point to answerin' unanswered questions," Slcik said, rather plainly. He took another drag and exhaled the air in a small puff of smoke.

"But if you're interested, I wouldn't be apposed to tellin' you about it. It's probably not interestin' to two higher bein's like yourselves, but It could entertain you for part of the trip at least." To be quiet honest to himself, his story was far from boring. It was rather interesting. He was the leader of a Mafia group for crying out loud.

((Sorry it's so short. v .v))
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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