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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 16:41:19 GMT -6
"Well..." She frowns a little bit, wondering what to do. "Well...a park still sounds nice." She shrugs.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 16:42:54 GMT -6
"Ready when you are." Paladin smiled, drinking some water.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 16:46:15 GMT -6
"Alright." She says while drinking some of her water and getting up. "Let's get going."
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 16:48:14 GMT -6
Paladin followed the girl, keeping his eyes on her face as her backside was distracting him. "So, how old are ya? Never asked that." he said, trying to continue their conversation.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 16:49:30 GMT -6
"That's a bit rude. Asking a women her age." She says with a little grin. "But don't worry. I'm about twenty four. Why do you ask? Like older women?"
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 16:51:19 GMT -6
"Wanted to make sure I wasn't breaking any laws." said Paladin, smiling to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist, hand rubbing her side. "Like the meal?"
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 16:53:37 GMT -6
"Yes I did. But how old are you then?" She asks, doing the same thing for her.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 16:56:55 GMT -6
"Twenty-six." Paladin said, telling half of the truth. The whole truth was that he was twenty-six thousand years old. "Hope you don't mind the rubbing. Just something I do to give a sort of comforting feel to others." He added, knowing he was beginning to rub Clarabelle's thigh.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 17:02:17 GMT -6
"As long as you don't rub too close to places then I'm fine." She says, not wanting him to rub anywhere sensitive. "Especially down there."
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 17:04:39 GMT -6
"Don't worry." Paladin replied. He kept rubbing her thigh, noting its thickness. "Do you work out? Or are these muscles from working on your farm? As he asked this, they reached the park. He lead Clarabelle to a tree, laying under it and patting a spot next to him.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 17:09:30 GMT -6
"Most of it is from working on the farm. But I still feel a bit...big in some areas." She frowns, looking down at her giant breasts and feeling her big butt with her tail. "Even with all that hard work I still make people think I'm just a silly piece of meat."
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 17:16:04 GMT -6
Paladin frowned, "I'm sorry." he said. He kept rubbing her thigh, resting next to her.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 17:17:26 GMT -6
"It's alright. Your not treating me like one so that's good." She says with a smile and holding him a bit closer to her.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 17:20:43 GMT -6
Paladin smiled, resting next to Clarabelle happily. "So... I've told you as much as I could about myself. Let's keep talking about you." He said, wanting to know the girl some more without literally invading her mind.
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Post by xinrick on Feb 22, 2015 17:40:57 GMT -6
Paladin smiled, resting next to Clarabelle happily. "So... I've told you as much as I could about myself. Let's keep talking about you." He said, wanting to know the girl some more without literally invading her mind. "Which that would be a lie if I've ever heard one." The cow girl says, knowing he barely told her anything. "But what else do you want to know? I'm just a simple cow girl that wanted a friend but got a boyfriend instead."
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 18:16:03 GMT -6
"Sorry." Paladin said, resting his hand on her thigh. "If you want, on our next date, we could go to that zoo I own." He offered to her, giving her a smile.
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 18:28:37 GMT -6
(How would one enter the realm? I just sign in at the front door right?)
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 18:31:44 GMT -6
(You should be living in the Mansion.)
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 18:36:50 GMT -6
(Okay. Be ready for some stuff with a Hippo. And not that kind of stuff... Pervert.) Meanwhile, deep in the Mansion, a God in the guise of a hippo was laying down on a couch, eating popcorn while pondering the meaning of his existence alone. "Well, this does beat running from a bunch of crazy cultists." I tell myself.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 18:45:55 GMT -6
A bird squawked, sitting on the man's couch. "And yet there's much more to life than that. Why run from the cultists when you can instill fear into them?" it said. It was a Raven, a large one at that.
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 18:47:52 GMT -6
"I don't like to make people fear me unless they are my enemies. Those cultists wanted to worship me, but I'm a bit too humble for that. Anyways, if I ever decided to be worshipped, I would not make my followers grovel due to fear. I would love them like my own children."
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 18:57:05 GMT -6
"It's much more fun to instill the fear, though." The Raven jumped from the couch to the floor, turning into a man dressed in dark clothing. "And what is fear for, if not for spreading?"
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 19:00:05 GMT -6
"I'm not at war; there's no reason for me to spread fear. Wait... Maybe I shou-" Suddenly a clock alarm goes off and I realize it's 3:00 P.M. "GET OUT OF THE WAY!" I shout, flicking the man in black so hard he breaks the speed of light while flying away. The show? Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 19:02:13 GMT -6
The man was right behind the other, saying, "I know who you are, God of Beasts." Before the man could turn around and look the man dead in the eye, the man was gone. "The question, though, is; do you know who I am?"
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 19:04:30 GMT -6
"Someone that's trying to make me a bad guy. Seriously, man, be more subtle. And for fuck's sake, wear something that isn't black." I say as the Bel-Air theme starts. Using my mind, I place a stick in the man's pocket.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 19:13:44 GMT -6
"You really do not want me on your bad side, fool." said the man. "Because I hear the pleas of all. I merely came to offer assistance to give yourself a back bone. Instead of running from cultists, instill a small amount of fear to make them learn their place, to discipline them. If they chase you, stand your ground! If they persist on cleaning you, assure them of your will to do your own actions! Next time, I will not be so generous towards helping you." The man raised his hand, creating a black "N" on the nearest wall, an incurable stain.
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 19:16:04 GMT -6
"Now I get what you were trying to say, but couldn't you have started the conversation like that instead of sounding so ominous?" I ask, bringing up a fair point.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 19:19:29 GMT -6
The N began to spell out: "Do not retort me for your ignorancy. Ask before you perform actions." Afterward, the words once again became an N.
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Post by sotn on Feb 22, 2015 19:20:20 GMT -6
I decide to leave the situation be before inevitably pondering why I should stay alone forever. Living alone is fun... But some company wouldn't be a bad thing. Particularly female company.
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Post by Paladin on Feb 22, 2015 19:22:38 GMT -6
The man left, the black N staining the wall as a reminder toward the God of Beasts.
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