(On’nyosh: I love you too. Laughs hysterically)
(No worries. Honestly, this is the first writing website I’ve ever been on, so yeah. I just figured out things as I went, that, and there’s also tutorials in the Site Support category that helped me)
(Cass: What- no! Shut up! I never said that! I will… do… something. God! Stop doing this to me! Still can't stop laughing)
(Me: What could you possibly do to someone that much taller than you?)
(I should also log off soon, just because I'm having trouble typing proper sentences. I'm having to go back and check my spelling, which is not good. I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes in here, by the way. I can't possibly catch them all, just like Pokémon.)
(On’nyosh: Laughs harder)
(Me: He’s only nine inches taller. So, at least he’s not a foot taller. Lol)
(Alright. And I haven’t really seen any spelling mistakes, so you’re good)
(Okay. Idk what I missed but it was apparently enough.)
(And good night, dragon! See you on monday.)
(Noctem: Finally, the scary Daylighter is gone. I'm not sure why she unsettles me, but she does.)
(Me: That's definitely an issue, Noctem.)
(Lol)
(I’m can’t wait until Monday comes around. I’ve got so many ideas!)
(On’nyosh: Don’t insult the gorgeous one, demon. That’s my job. Laughs hysterically once again)
(Me either. This will either be very interesting and chaotic or just chaotic.)
(Noctem: I was not insulting her, Argonian. She is unsettling. Frowns at On'nyosh's laughter)
(Me: He's not- nevermind.)
(Also, @The-Dyonisia is on again. Hello! Welcome.)
(Definitely chaotic, lol)
(On’nyosh: I am not this Argonian creature. I’m more akin to a snake, short demon, get it right. And she is not unsettling, unless I say she is. Chuckles mischievously, then starts laughing again)
(Me: Yeah. I have only one word to say to explain everything- On’nyosh)
(Yeah.)
(Noctem: Snorts I am a 12 foot tall Elder, and you are a 5 foot tall lizard that can speak. I'm pretty sure I can flick you and kill you. Do not try me. And if she unsettles me, I reserve the right to call her unsettling.)
(Me: I'm not sure how much that actually explains, seeing as how he seems to be truly insane. More so than the Evil Overlord's second-in-command. I'm also kinda waiting for On'nyosh to say something directly to either me, you or Geneviera/ @Mere_Hufflepuff. As in, trying to insult us or something. I imagine he's very aware of us.)
(On’nyosh: Unfazed, Almost 6’ tall. That means half your size, shorty. Besides, have you ever met an evil, eight foot tall creature with white eyes and covered in all sorts of foul smelling shit? That creature happens to be a god. So, your twelve foot ass can go sit down for all I care)
(Me: And, now we’re back to his usual demeanor)
(On’nyosh: Oh, you are, oh mighty true1? Well, I’m honored, but I’m currently having a conversation with this 3’ foot tall demon shit)
(Yes, a drastic change, but that’s On’nyosh for you. Besides, now he’s no longer drooling over Cassiel, lol)
(Noctem: Very confused Um… yeah, I'm going to shut you up now. Snaps fingers, On'nyosh loses voice That's better. And by the way, I may be 12 feet tall in this dimension, but in my home dimension I am 8 times as tall as I am here. I would show you, but that would break reality here, and I like reality the way it is.)
(Me: Yeah, On'nyosh likes Cass. I'm very certain of this. And don't… wait, nevermind. I'm so used to stopping you guys from doing that stuff that I just automatically want to say something about it. Also, it's not a wise idea to insult someone that can literally destroy you wth barely a thought, you little shit. I could end you millions of gruesome, painful ways, as could Serpentess. Do not fight me, you do not die.)
(Also, since the people who play the characters are the gods, does that mean that Cass is the one we chose to be our champion in-world? Were we on mushrooms?)
(On’nyosh: Coughs a bit, quickly realizing that he’s lost his voice. He then grabs a canteen stashed in his pocket, takes a swig, and spits it at Noctem, hoarsely laughing afterward)
(Me: Yeah, um, Noctem, he doesn’t quit just because he lost his voice)
(On’nyosh: He raises an eyebrow in disdain, then shrugs, snickering. He then points at himself, then Noctem, and laughs)
(Me: I think he’s trying to say that he’s focused on Noctem right now. And lol, I don’t know, but if we were, though mushrooms were good)
(Noctem: I've had enough of all of this now. Good-bye. On'nyosh dissappears in a flash of light)
(Me: Oh my god what did you just do to On'nyosh? Where is he? I wanted to have the pleasure of doing that myself!)
(Noctem: He's not dead. He's merely stuck in a dimension of looped time. I'll let him out eventually.)
(Me: I… I ah… I don't know how to respond to that.)
(Me: Yes, they were, Starts giggling Why am I getting the giggle fits now?)
(Oops, didn’t notice this until just now. Anyway)
(Me: Snickering, you know he’s going to enjoy every moment, don’t you? It means that he can talk to Cassiel over and over, and spit on you over and over, lol)
(Me: Big grin, I’ve been laughing since this whole encounter started)
(You're fine!)
(Noctem: I should clarify: a looped moment of nothingness. He shouldn't enjoy that.)
(Me: Also, same! It's just funny to see Cass, Noctem and On'nyosh fight.)
(Me: Snickering, that just gives him time to think of better ways to insult you, even if he repeats the thoughts over and over)
(Me: Lmao, yeah it is)
(Me: Well, I doubt he'll succeed in coming up with an insult that would do something besides make me laugh.)
(Noctem: Hey, Cayde! Come here and say hi!)
(Cayde: grumbling Okay, okay… I'm coming, jeez. Hi, I don't really know who you are but I'm going to have to talk to you anyways. You know my name already, so there's no need for me to introduce myself, is there?)
(Noctem: Oh, yeah. You've forgotten how to be social.)
(Cayde: No, I haven't. Shut up.)
(Noctem: sighs Well, I guess I should bring the drunk clown back. Snaps, On'nyosh appears again)
(I also love how it seems like neither of us have slept. As a matter of fact, I've been up since 10 in the morning. I have not slpet at all.)
(Me: I know, right?)
(On’nyosh: Immediately spits on Noctem again, I’m not a drunk, you fat bastard, I’m a whore! Starts laughing, clearly a little buzzed)
(Me: Walking away, laughing)
(On’nyosh: And who the hell is this guy? The maid for the three foot tall shit demon? Hi, Maid, I’m Whiskey!)
(Shrug, snickering, I can’t remember when I woke up, but it’s about 2 am right now for me, so yeah)
(Noctem: He needs to die. You need to die. Bye. Gets ready to evaporate On'nyosh)
(Me: As much as I don't like him, you can't just kill him.)
(Noctem: But he deserves to die!)
(Me: Still. Don't.)
(Noctem: sighs Okay.)
(Cayde: leaves without anybody knowing)
(Me: You know what, I should actually let you two fight. Leaves)
(It's about 4 in the morning over here.)
(And the Elder demon and the overgrown lizard are about to fight, most likely. I don't want On'nyosh to die yet, but he might get close.)
(Me: Oof. You’ve been up a while. And, um, I think On’nyosh is a bit too drunk to fight, as you will see)
(On’nyosh: Try me, you little shit. I will beat you with my finger. Points at him dramatically, then falls to the floor laughing)
(Me: You always end up in a fight, On’nyosh. How? How?)
(On’nyosh: I guess I’m a glutton for punishment. No… not a glutton, a whore… yes. Now, where’s the nearest tavern? I’m in the mood for a good brawl and a night of some feminine attention)
(Me: Snatches On’nyosh’s hat. You want it? Shut up and quit starting fights)
(On’nyosh: Yes, your majesty. He snatches his hat back and clears his throat. Now, where were we, Shorty?)
(Me: On’nyosh!)
(On’nyosh: Waves dismissively, watching Noctem with drowsy eyes. I still have my finger, Shorty. I’m not afraid to use it. He smiles, giggling)
(Me: This… is just how persistent this little bastard is)
(Me: Yes, I have been. But, I am perfectly fine! I do not need sleep. Also, just to avoid confusion, he has eyes on all of his joints, except for finger/toe joints. None whatsoever on his face. Also, I'm hungry. Just a random fact. God, I must be seriously… something. Idk what to say, so I'll just stop talking for now.)
(Noctem: You're definitely something, On'nyosh. How did you manage to get drunk in a place with 0 alcohol whatsoever? Also, I have wings. Do you think a finger will reach me if I'm a mile high? Starts to unfold his wings, breaking a lot of stuff in the process Ah, now I can see you much better! Takes flight with a sound like a thousand granite walls getting torn apart)
(Me: Lucky you, I’m starting to get tired, but this is way too much fun)
(On’nyosh: Grins, Who needs alcohol to be a drunk? He stands up, dusting himself off, seeming to change from drunk to completely sober in an instant. You do recall that I’m a jester, yes? I’m an actor, you fat, toe-eyed bastard)
(Me: Quickly walks away before getting caught up in the mess)
(On’nyosh: Pulls out a canteen, completely unfazed by Noctem’s flight, this is wine, not whiskey, and I save it for special occasions… like spitting it on you. Oh, and by the way, did I forget to tell you that my spit is poison? A wide grin appears)
(Me: Looking around a corner. Oh, damn. This is the madness I have to deal with all the time. A mastermind inside a jester’s body. And this was all improv, by the way)
(And, by the way, I forgot to mention this earlier, I was thinking of leaving out this whole encounter when we actually start, just to avoid confusion in the story, if that’s fine for everybody. More or less, this was to pass the time and mess around, I guess)
(Me: I know! It's impossible to stop.)
(Noctem: I don't have eyes on my toes. Or on my fingers. However, on all my other joints I have a single eye.)
(Me: Good idea. I'm already gone, but I'm pretty much a god here, so… yeah. And so are you, and so is @Mere_Hufflepuff!)
(Noctem: Did I forget to mention that I can't die or get sick? Or, you know, be hurt by something as small and insignificant as you? He starts growing in size, going from 12 to 24 to 48 feet tall, wingspan going from 24 to 96 feet, seemingly blocking the sun with his presense. I'm one of the last Elders. The rest have either faded or been imprisoned. But not me. You cannot defeat me.)
(Me: Yeah, but I have to deal with this. Gestures up into the sky with a flourish On'nyosh is in so much trouble right now.)
(And yes, lets! I at least don't want that much chaos. A lot more would be preferable. Grins But that is the sort of chaos I don't want.)
(I should probably log off now. I'll probably still stay up all day today, just because I can.)
(On’nyosh: You may not have eyes on your toes, but you’re a toe-eyed bastard. He then shrugs, watching casually as Noctem grows. You and your superior-minded fat ass. You remember that foul smell having bastard called a god I mentioned earlier. He’d eat you and shit you out in two seconds, then do it all over again, the funky old bastard)
(Me: Softly humming, curious to see what would happen)
(On’nyosh: Takes a swig from the wine canteen. And your almighty power means shit to me. A shit demon is a demon shit, nothing more. So, are you going to blow me, or am I going to have to hump your funky ass toe to prove that I don’t give two goddamn shits about you or anybody else here?)
(Me: Abrupt, but nonetheless)
(Me: Cool. And it’s probably a good idea that I get off as well)
(HI! Could I be the king?)
(Greetings, @knightinadream. How active are you? And, do you have any triggers?)