forum "Can Someone Talk To Me?" (OPEN TO ANY AND EVERYONE)

Started February 24, 2023 by Deleted user

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"I bet," Jordie laughed, her fingers sparking. "I'd probably light something on fire, all things considered."

Blade jerks her head up. "Story?"

"Agreed, we need to know what happened!" Jordie said, fidgeting with a loose strand of hair.

"Who, me?" Arthur was surprised they heard him. Guess you forget effective whispering when you've been on your own for so long…

Jordie nods sweetly, tucking in the loose strand she had been fidgeting with before.

Blade folded her arms. "Start talking! I want to know, then I can see if it's better or worse than anything Marin's done."

"Gentle! He just got here." Jordie said, phasing through Blade.

"So did I when everyone started talking about axes and magic and death," Blade pointed out. "You met Cory a few seconds after you got here."

"Well, its not too much of a story, but fine. So basically a few…. hundred or so years ago, my friends were all having a party, you know, a lot of random crud. At some point, some idiot had the bright idea of going to check out the old abandoned library at the end of the village. They were getting cold feet, but I became suddenly bold, and charged in." Arthur sighs and rubs the side of his neck. "And then I got turned into a Vampire. Turns out, its been abandoned cuz of a Vampire! I was turned, but I had a knife on me, and he was getting pretty frail, so I managed to stab em in the heart, and they died! But then….. Turns out the library has an anti-vamp barrier, so no one can get out once they turn. So I've been stuck in that library for a long 550 years! And that's the last and worst party I've been to!"

Blade nodded. "Congratulations. You've officially done something more stupid than my husband!"

"That sounds really chaotic, Arthur, I'm so sorry you had to go through that," Jordie replied.

"At this point, I'm forbidding myself to feel sympathy for anyone who has a terrible past," Blade says. "If I feel it I end up feeling really annoyed. So sorry, yes, whatever, lets move on."

Arthur smiles a small but honest smile. "Thanks. I've had enough time to think about it, I don't need to dwell on it much either! I was quite happy to be randomly whisked out of there at long last! It may be another weird magic house, but at least this house has people to talk to!" His smile takes on a brighter tone, as he points to Blade. "Alright, your turn! Share your worst party stories!"

Blade just stood there for a moment. "That depends on what's considered a party. Worst party would probably involve my nemisis choking on a burrito and spitting it into my husband's face."

"That sounds absolutely fantastic," Jordie replied, wide-eyed and smirking.

Arthur laughs. "That sounds like a solid party honestly. A choking nemesis is a good nemesis, as I always say!"

"And that-" Jordie points at Arthur - "Is the best quote I have ever heard."

"Why thank you! I have plenty of sage wisdom up in this old little head."

Rayla pops into existance once more in a cloud of grape scented smoke. She'd obviously gotten very drunk at some point.

"What's this about choking?" she asks playfully.

"Choking?" Phoenix pokes his head into the room, "Who's choking?"
He catches a strong whiff of fermented grapes and wrinkles his nose. He sniffs hesitantly to locate the source of the smell before he glances at Rayla, "You good?"

Rayla grins playfully, her cheeks flushed due to heavy intoxication.

"Apparantly Arthur was choking." she explains tipsily.

"Oh, me? I'm fine!' she grins.

"Actually Blade was talking about an eventful party event, and apparently their nemesis had choked on food….," Arthur corrects. "Wait, where did you get alcohol from? Is there a pantry somewhere here?"

Rayla giggles.

"I don't remember." she admits. "I just found alcohol."

"Hm. You have any left over?"

Rayla thinks for a moment, then reaches into the air, procuring a bottle of strange liquor with a shrug.

"Sure, I have some keft over."