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The Island (The non-combat IC thread)


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Tomoe -> Nadia

It looked as if Nadia knew about the different orders of shrine maidens. This was something of a surprise to Tomoe, she had always thought that they were not too known outside the kingdoms that supported them. Looks like she was wrong in that assumption. "I did not know my kind were actually known in the more distant lands. Good to hear that we are respected." she replied, a brief pause between the this and the next answer as she shifted position a bit. "It is not a common thing from what I gather. And usually it is a middle-ranked sister from among us if someone leaves on a trip like this. I'm surprised they let me go, honestly. I'm second only to the high priestess in my sword and spiritual skills when the entire shrine is compared."
 
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Ione -> Vira

As she enjoyed the peace that the small garden brought, Ione's eyes wandered to the coast, where she noticed two strangers conversing before one of them left to trail elsewhere. Deciding to investigate, the Alraune left the garden behind, moving onto the beach where the other stranger still lay. Moving toward her, Ione soon was close enough to notice the rather blue-violet tint of the woman basking in the sun. 'It must be a Night Elf, like the ones I met back in the Pfithirian Jungle.'

Eying her nude form with a grin, the Alraune let out a small giggle as she finally reached her, "Mmmm... I'm glad to see I'm not the only one out enjoying this sun. And you certainly look like you're enjoying it very well yourself." Distracted by her wings, among the obvious nudity of course, Ione stopped for a moment before continuing, "Do you mind if I join you? This bloom would certainly enjoy someone to... talk to..." the plant girl said, her smile growing wider.
 
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Glad to have seemingly overridden Tomoe's shyness, Nadia continued; "I don't know if your kind are as well known as they ought to be in the lands beyond the jungle, given what I have heard of shrine maidens. My kind are privy to many secrets, however, and that some mortals would so emulate us without any intervention on our part gives us much hope for your kind. And you are the second strongest among those at your shrine, you say? I would like to see that in action, but I don't believe that any weapons are allowed here, and most of my own powers are denied to me. Has the same limit been applied to you?"
 
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-> Enigma
Suddenly she could hear Enigma speaking out to her behind her back, turning around to indeed find the naked elf standing behind her, she couldn't quite place it in the dim light but something seemed a bit odd about it.
"My my, if you wanted me to fuck you silly again you didn't have to go to such lengths as to throw me into this weird place"
Just as she's about to reach out a hand to stroke the necromancer's cheek a voice calls out to her from behind yet again, turning around faster this time she finds Enigma there yet again, though she also seemed different from the first one.
"Eh, you never told me you had a... twin?"
Auralice's previous thoughts about having been tricked by the elf only confirming itself further as more and more Enigma's, all different to the other appeared in a circle surrounding her.
"Oi Enigma, I don't think we're on the same wavelength regarding gangbangs here, they're generally not meant to creep people off..."
Going on the defensive in fear of being jumped on from every possibly direction she coils up in the middle to keep her upper body out of reach. As the Enigma's slowly staggered dangerously close to her she lashes out with her tendrils in an attempt to knock them away.
"That's close enough you weird elf, did you never learn about personal space?"
 
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Tomoe -> Nadia

"So she is a genuine angel... not some spellcaster or mutated humanoid...." Tomoe thought upon hearig Nadia's explanations. She had her hopes up for a moment that they would really be respected widely, but it proved to be a false assumption after all. "Yes, at leasr when we last took to comparing our skills at the shrine. But that was some months ago, some changes could have happened." the miko replied, doing another pause between her answers. "I can't use my teleportation, but the spirit's power still lingers within my body and allows for my Aura to manifest. And yes, I've lost access to Kuchinawa, the shrine blade that was entrusted to me..." another reply came from the miko, the thought of not having the sacred sword with her still making her uneasy about this place.
 
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Enigma --> Auralice

Meanwhile back in reality, the "actual" necromancer lets out a sneeze, as she walks away from the portal.

"Dear me...being made to wear that silly outfit earlier took a larger toil on me than I thought... though I do suppose it was amusing to "experience" a few of the more obscure outfits. That said though, now's not the time to worry about those matters...they can wait until after "she's" done having her fun, and I've found my quarry... That delightful daemon spawn from earlier of course~..."

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Striking out at the clones would prove effective for Auralice, at least...at first, before she began to realize there was no end to them. With each that she swatted away, two more took their place... forcing her to expend more and more of her energy, as gradually the circle began to enclose upon her inch by inch. To make things even worse however, as she grew tired...one of the tendrils she used to keep the mass of bodies away from her would be "caught"...then another, and another... as one by one, nude copies of the same elf would begin clambering onto the naga, weighing her down slowly, all while speaking in unison...

"Temper temper dear... hasn't anyone ever taught you that violence was a wicked thing?... Apparently not."

The light nearly gone by this point, even the forms of the "Enigmas" would seem to become utterly shrouded in darkness, leaving only their glowing red eyes visible... A countless number of glowing red lights that utterly surrounded Auralice, as she began to feel hands...tongues...feet...and so much more, rubbing against her...removing her clothes...pressing up against her more sensitive portions...

Multiple hands grab her lactating breasts and knead them...mouths begin to suckle on them... Fingers would be inserted into her womanhood...while her dual-snake appendage...those would find itself the victim of hands...warm breaths...and tongues licking up against it... all which the unified voice continued to speak...no, ring in her mind.

"Wicked...wicked serpent...you are in need of punishment~... And punishment...you shall so receive~...
 
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Nadia -> Tomoe

Nadia gently lowered her wings down into the water, and began running water along them, being careful not to disturb her feathers. Cleaning her wings was a task that required great care, and so she remained quiet for a moment or two longer even after Tomoe had finished speaking. When she finished, however, she said; "You could teleport? Impressive. I am young for one of my kind, and haven't developed that level of control yet. I had only just learned to fly using my wings a little while before coming here! I can still channel my power into my aura as well, but I haven't been able to form a blade with it or channel it into a blast like I used to. Kuchinawa.... It is your sword's name, yes? I named my blades as well. Khazidhea and Phantomfang I called them, after two hellhounds that my mother slew. They have been taken from me as well, but I have faith that they will be returned to me when it comes time to leave this place. Have you taken part in any of the battles that the... Organizer of this has asked of us?"
 
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Tamonten -> Enigma

"Not much, sadly," she replied, a little relieved that her arm would remain intact. "I guess, or at least I've been told, that the manacle serves as a focus that absorbs my energy and uses it to seal other energy in my arm. It's fused to my arm, as well." Tamonten placed her hand on the table again, using her pale hand to point to the manacle on her upper arm first, then bringing her finger down to the one on her wrist. "When they first attached the seal, my arm began to shake so violently that I couldn't do anything with it, to the extent where it would have been easier just to amputate the limb. So, the alchemist put this together, he called it a regulator. It disperses runoff energy in an attempt to lessen the shaking." The swordswoman removed her black hand from the table and leaned back with a slight frown. "It was eventually going to be replaced with a better one. The alchemist said this one left my soul vulnerable...but work was interrupted." Tamonten seemed to get lost staring at the table as she concluded.
 
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-> Enigma
Her tentacle lashing proved effective in keeping the crazy doll-girls away from her, only briefly though as they'd come back in larger quantities with each repelled attack.
"Grr, stay down will you, no means no"
With the lighting having become faint while exhausting herself from flailing around to keep the necromancers away, her careless assault gets one of her tendrils caught by the creeping legion, distracted by trying to free herself she only finds herself bound more by her own body as her tendrils are caught one by one.
"Aah, let, go, damn you... gnnnh-et, off of me"
Eventually forcing her to break her defensive coil as she's brought down into the floor under her own weight the elves latched onto every inch of her body, making her unable to even flinch as she suddenly feels...pleasure.
"Hnnn, un...hand me, fucking... aaaah"
The arena now filled with nothing but darkness and glowing eyes, the Enigma's would start to molest her serpentine figure, groping, licking, rubbing, fingering, Auralice's mind slowly going crazy as she's the one getting raped by the elf's tricks, eventually finding her consciousness trapped in a fine balance of bliss and torment, losing all sense of time and place...
"N-no, not, like, this... I dun, wan... head... good... more..."
 
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Tomoe -> Nadia

There was a brief silence after the miko had finished her answer, only the quiet splashing of wings against the surface of water sounding along with the waves hitting the beach. But soon Nadia talked again, Tomoe paying careful attention to her words. She was getting her mood lifted, what with a real angel complimenting her. It was very different when compared to the earlier remarks she had gotten from the night elf Vira. "Well.. some of my sisters can form blades or attack with spiritual power. I focused on trying to master the teleport, depending instead on the physical blade to do damage. Kuchinawa is not a name I chose, it is a relic blade named that for longer than any of the current sisters have lived. I really hope I do get it back, returning to the shrine without it is impossible to me." she gave yet another answer, not minding with satisfying this novice angel's curiousity. "I've not even heard that there are competitions to be held here. Surely I'll try one out, though I'm not good with just my bare hands and feet...." the miko gave a reply, missing the shrine blade even more now that she realized there might be combat in the future.
 
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"A relic is a rare find, particularly if it is a working blade of that age. Still, even if it is a wondrous thing, it is only a thing. Ultimately, the wielder is more important than the blade, and I believe that your sisters might forgive you its loss. Still, I have faith that the being responsible for this will return it to you when it comes time for you to depart this place. Whoever it is does not seem to be a malicious sort, eccentric though they might be." She replied, surety in her voice. Her washing finished, Nadia stood and stretched once more. She turned toward Tomoe, smiling slightly, and casually asked; "I have yet to face any in this strange place either. Would you like to test your skills against me as much as I would against you? I'm sure that we could come to sort of an agreement that would leave things fair, as I am not one for unarmed combat myself."
 
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Vira simply waved her goodbye to Tomoe as she departed, determined to not let the - in her opinion - overly-serious woman dull her mood as she basked in the suns heat, balanced out by the cool breeze caressing her nude form. Every few minutes she rolled over, alternating in her exposure of her front and backside. "Now this is nice..." she cooed, letting her mind wander briefly about Tomoe and the other 'contestants' on the island, and when she might come across more of them. "Hopefully the next person I meet will be a little less uptight, though," she thought aloud.

She didn't think ill of the shrine girl, only that she needed to loosen up a bit. 'Heh, and given what I know about this 'competition', that might very well happen. And if I meet her in one of the arenas, I'll make sure it happens,' she thought to herself, grinning slightly at the prospect of loosening the woman's tight folds with her demonic cock.

Vira turned over again onto her back, spreading her legs slightly to let the gentle breeze brush across her exposed flower, the cooling sensation against her mildly aroused nethers sending a shiver up her spine. She chuckled to herself, 'Heh, what a sight I'll be to next guy or girl who comes along,' she thought, arching her back slightly as she stretched.


"Um... Hi there!" A voice would break the peaceful sound of the beach to call out to Vira. Friendly, but with that hint of uncertainty that comes with someone feeling a little out of place. Maya walking up the warm sands to stop a short distance from the sun appreciating night elf. She actually hadn't noticed the full nudity up until getting closer now, and her distracted gaze delayed what was meant to be more words coming from her lips left silently ajar. "Blue..." She finally remarks, in nothing at all related to her previous train of thought or intended sentence. Snapping out of it, she realises this perhaps wasn't the best greeting ever devised on an unfamiliar island upon meeting a stranger. She attempts to reform an introduction including her predicament, but the apropriate words aren't so easy to find. Meanwhile she stands before Vira dripping wet in her clinging white dress, with a sheepish face on as her two tails curl round one leg.
 
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Tamonten -> Enigma

"Not much, sadly," she replied, a little relieved that her arm would remain intact. "I guess, or at least I've been told, that the manacle serves as a focus that absorbs my energy and uses it to seal other energy in my arm. It's fused to my arm, as well." Tamonten placed her hand on the table again, using her pale hand to point to the manacle on her upper arm first, then bringing her finger down to the one on her wrist. "When they first attached the seal, my arm began to shake so violently that I couldn't do anything with it, to the extent where it would have been easier just to amputate the limb. So, the alchemist put this together, he called it a regulator. It disperses runoff energy in an attempt to lessen the shaking." The swordswoman removed her black hand from the table and leaned back with a slight frown. "It was eventually going to be replaced with a better one. The alchemist said this one left my soul vulnerable...but work was interrupted." Tamonten seemed to get lost staring at the table as she concluded.

Enigma ---> Tamonten

As Tamonten seemed to become lost in her thoughts, a sigh would be uttered from the elf across seeming a bit...disappointed, for one reason or another.

"Truly it is a pity, for us to not have met under differing circumstances. For not often is it that you find ones that hidden potential lying dormant within, and rarer is it to find oneself lacking the typical means of...assistance. If not for my lack of resources and the imposed limit on improvisation dear, I would have ever so loved to finish the work your alchemist began on that arm of yours... such a sin it is for such power to lie in such a stasis."

It is at that moment though, that Enigma opts to do something...strange, moving a hand to stroke her conversational partner's head...in a comforting manner.

"Unfortunately though, I would say we are about out of time, and I must apologize to you once again. For more reasons than one of course. Not to worry though, I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again shortly, given the nature of this place dear...Until we meet again~"

At that point in time, should Tamonten look up she would see the world around begin to blur...seeming to swirl about as everything became brighter and brighter... until suddenly... all was dark. And she disappeared from the cafe altogether.
 
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Vira -> Ione & Maya

Eying her nude form with a grin, the Alraune let out a small giggle as she finally reached her, "Mmmm... I'm glad to see I'm not the only one out enjoying this sun. And you certainly look like you're enjoying it very well yourself." Distracted by her wings, among the obvious nudity of course, Ione stopped for a moment before continuing, "Do you mind if I join you? This bloom would certainly enjoy someone to... talk to..." the plant girl said, her smile growing wider.

Vira turned her head as the plant-girl spoke, and then grinned as she took in the sight of her. "Hmm, not at all," she said, smiling impishly as she reached a hand out and patted the ground next to her, "Please, make yourself...comfortable."

"Um... Hi there!" A voice would break the peaceful sound of the beach to call out to Vira. Friendly, but with that hint of uncertainty that comes with someone feeling a little out of place. Maya walking up the warm sands to stop a short distance from the sun appreciating night elf. She actually hadn't noticed the full nudity up until getting closer now, and her distracted gaze delayed what was meant to be more words coming from her lips left silently ajar. "Blue..." She finally remarks, in nothing at all related to her previous train of thought or intended sentence. Snapping out of it, she realises this perhaps wasn't the best greeting ever devised on an unfamiliar island upon meeting a stranger. She attempts to reform an introduction including her predicament, but the apropriate words aren't so easy to find. Meanwhile she stands before Vira dripping wet in her clinging white dress, with a sheepish face on as her two tails curl round one leg.

Not a moment later, another voice catches Vira's attention, her gaze shifting towards the shore to see a cat-like girl standing a short distance away dripping with water, causing her white dress to cling to her skin and become transparent, giving Vira an almost unabated view of the body that lied beneath it. She then laughed at the random statement of her skin color before sitting up, briefly eyeing up the cat-girl's body with a soft grin. "Well, hello to you too, pussycat~" she cooed, glancing back and forth between her two new...acquaintances.
 
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Maya --> Vira & Ione

((Eeep. How'd I miss that post. I actually didn't see Ione heading over there. :eek:
I suppose by extension neither did Maya then...))

Scarcely had Maya stepped up to make her awkward greeting, than an Alraune appeared from another direction. Remarkably enough catching the cat-girl somewhat by surprise, considering how colourful this particular one was. "Oh, I didn't see... uh, hello." She greet Ione also, looking more awkward by the moment. "...excuse me, but I just came out from the water and um..." She begins to try to explain with a hand motion back to the sea, as if the statement was at all necessary, "...and, I don't know how I got here, or where here is. Do you..." looking between the two 'exotic' seeming women before her, "...live here? I think I'm lost, and quite confused."

So far, everything she had seen seemed alien to her in one way or another. The sea, the beach, and what she assumed to be the inhabitants. The shapes she recognised, but the colours she had never seen before. Having neither met any night elves before nor seen an Alraune quite like Ione.
 
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Tomoe -> Nadia

Tomoe still looked at the water, and her own knees. I sure hope so. Though... I do believe the same thing. This place doesn't seem to be hostile, more like a hedonistic spot..." she replied, airing her suspicisions about the strange resort.

There was a brief pause, and the angel soon turned to meet the miko's gaze. Looking up, she curled herself into a tighter bundle under the surface of the water as their eyes met. She still was not comfortable with showing her body to strangers. "I have nothing against having a match with you, training is a good thing. It would be a pleasure really. And it's not like I'm much better with my fists. My focus is really on the sword...." the shy warrioress replied, genuinely honored by such a request coming from an angel, even if they were a younger specimen.
 
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Auralice finally made it out of the wretched arena with Tamonten in tow, her head still numb and dizzy although the voices seemed to have faded significantly. Looking up to see Enigma taunting her with a smug remark regarding the experience, no doubt having enjoyed it all in her own twisted way. If Auralice wasn't still nauseous she may as well have floored the necromancer with a headbutt right there, instead of further amusing the elf with a half-assed remark, she slithers up to her and grabs her under her arm, having placed Tamonten on her back she makes her way back to the hotel room to rest. Once inside the drops Enigma on the bed and crawls up next to her, placing Tamonten on the other side and squeezing them both closely towards her with her arms around their heads, closing her eyes to soon fall asleep to take a decent nap, or possibly lie there and cuddle the rest of the day.
 
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Scarcely had Maya stepped up to make her awkward greeting, than an Alraune appeared from another direction. Remarkably enough catching the cat-girl somewhat by surprise, considering how colourful this particular one was. "Oh, I didn't see... uh, hello." She greet Ione also, looking more awkward by the moment. "...excuse me, but I just came out from the water and um..." She begins to try to explain with a hand motion back to the sea, as if the statement was at all necessary, "...and, I don't know how I got here, or where here is. Do you..." looking between the two 'exotic' seeming women before her, "...live here? I think I'm lost, and quite confused."

Vira -> Maya

"Hmm, hmm~ Oh, we're all confused, kitten," Vira replied with mild amusement. "But no, to answer your question, I'm afraid I was mysteriously transported to this island the same as you. I can't speak for this lovely creature, of course," she said, briefly gesturing to the Alraune, "but I would assume it's the same with her."

"My name is Vira, by the way. Vira Ikidane," she added, glancing back and forth between the two beautiful...exotic women. "It's a pleasure to meet you both."
 
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Suddenly being teleported to a shadowy corner in the cafe, Pale goes to order herself some tea to help her calm from the previous ordeal and then takes a seat, not really paying attention to the other customers.
 
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Still on the lookout for an opponent to fight, Luciana walked quietly into the cafe, her various tentacles retracting into her back as she walked on her own two feet for a change. She looked around in the room for a while before noticing someone who was just... off, somehow. She couldn't quite explain how, and somehow she liked that. Intrigued, the naked blue succubus walked over to the table of a pale young woman off in a corner, sitting down and waiting for her to react.
 
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