He barely held in his laughter. There it was, there was the description. Fucking humongous tits indeed. God, he loved this girl. He listened, grin fading as she kept describing this Leonora they were trying to find. The more she talked, the more it was obvious how she felt about her.
Man, his sister was a lesbian? Crazy. He could dig it. Though, was it still lesbian if it involved a former male? How did that work? He still was barely sure that this was even the situation they were in, so everything was a 'maybe'.
Either way, she seemed to get sad upon finding out that yes, they were here, but they weren't anymore.
He opened his mouth to reply, to assure her that no, this was a good idea and it would all work out, but she'd already busted through the door and ran off. Blinking, Whites debated what to do. He had to go get her, of course. There was really no other option. He shrugged at the lady apologetically.
"Uh, puberty. You know. Thank you, though!" With that, he left. She couldn't have gone far, right? He looked around, but she wasn't in his immediate line of sight. He ran down the street, looking between alleys. That's where little girls hid, right?
He was starting to grow worried, when he finally spotted her around the corner. Dang, little girls got into trouble fast! Here she was, ass on the ground, obviously being cornered by.... By a woman?
Naw, she must've fallen, then. Besides, the lady looked vaguely familiar. Something about her face.... but no, no, her hair was too long. Plus, she had boobs.
Agitated, but a little less worried than he might've been had it been, say, some random guy, he spoke.
"Hey, sis, don't run off like that! You'll run into people!"
Post by Layne F. Larkin on Dec 30, 2010 22:58:11 GMT -5
For half a second, Layne just sat there, looking up at the lady she'd bumped into. Then, before she could say anything or take the lady's hand, or tell her to mind her own fucking business, she heard Whites's voice.
Great...
Stupid Whites, and his stupid kindness and his stupid smile and his stupid stupidness. She just couldn't take it anymore, she looked from Whites back to the nice lady, and she did something she probably hadn't done since she really had been eight.
She cried.
"I'm so fucking sorry! I wasn't w-watching where I was g-going," Layne's voice shook with her sobs and with the shivers that came from the cold. She wasn't even wearing a jacket, just a long-sleeved shirt and some overalls. "It's all my f-fucking f-fault."
She wiped at the tears and snot on her face with the end of her sleeve. She hadn't yet moved to get up from the freezing cold stone under her ass. She looked up at the pretty lady. God what was it with the girls with huge boobs today? Even in her usual body her boobs were not that nice. It wasn't fair. Even Leon, who shouldn't even have tits at all had nicer ones than she did. No wonder he shot her down.
""M-maybe if I had pretended to fucking b-believe him, uh, her when she said sh-she wasn't L-Leon. Maybe if I h-hadn't been such a fucking sh-shithead and told h-her I liked her, I m-mean when she was a h-him. M-maybe then I could have just changed h-him, I mean h-her, back right away." Layne sniffed loudly, not caring if the stranger lady and Whites both decided she was a lost cause and just left her there to shiver and cry. Freezing to death was better than she deserved anyway.
"But, l-like, how could I n-not know it was r-really him in there? It w-was his eyes that did it. I w-would know his eyes anywhere. And now, I'll n-never find him so I can g-give him the g-goddamn antidote. And I'm p-probably stuck l-looking like a f-fucking midget, t-too!"
Some boy ran up just then, calling the little girl on the ground 'sis' and scolding her for her behavior. Oh, siblings then. So, he could take care of her, and Dolphin could just leave, and--
The little girl started crying. Shit. Was this her fault?
The lycan listened somewhat awkwardly as the grounded loli bawled out her story, stippled by a swear word here and there -- wow, she hadn't realized kids so young even used that language nowadays. It would be rude at this point to try and slip away, so she stayed where she'd been, wondering if she was supposed to understand any of the nonsense that was being babbled from the child's mouth. I mean, the apology part she got, but the rest?
"It's, uh, it's okay." Crap, is this the part where she should, like, hug the kid or something? She'd never even babysat before; the extent of her experience with children was Sunday mornings back home, when they'd occasionally carpooled with some of their neighbors who had younger children to church. Even then, she hadn't had to deal with them crying, or anything. Man! She didn't know what to do. Somewhat pleading, she glanced to the girl's brother for help.
Huh. He looked kinda familiaOH MY GOD. Oh my god. She knew him, oh yes she did. The scrambled mess of words the girl had sniffled out suddenly clicked into place. The whole 'I mean when she was a him' thing? Yeah. She knew what this girl was talking about from first-hand experience. (The rest of it, mostly about some Lion or something guy, was completely lost on her.)
"You!" She rose to her feet, planted her hands on her hips. "You're that guy from last night! You gave me that fake fucking booze that made me like this! I even saved your ass and everything..." She scowled, flicked her seafoam eyes the little-girl-who-was-not-actually-a-little-girl's way. "There's an antidote, though? Maybe I won't have to kick his ass, then."
She held out one delicate hand his way, fixed him with her best you-will-do-what-I-say boss lycan stare. "You're gonna give me one, right?" She could figure out whether she was actually going to even use it later. "And warm up your sister, she's obviously freezin' her ass off and I can't do no magic to help her." It occurred to her after she'd said it that she'd just given away a hint to what she was, but at this point, she didn't really care. "Little girl, or whatever, it'll work out, okay? Like, you guys all go to the same school... I think... so it's not like you'll never see your friend again. You know? Jeeeesus."
She wasn't pissed, not exactly. Just... man. The least he could have done was warn her first, after he'd given it to her. That was what any normal person would've done, right?
She was really upset. It was both depressing and mind-blowingly adorable. He fought the urge to dive down, scoop her up, and cradle her until she slept. The fact that the person she had been talking about was, indeed, Leon, was carefully processed. Leon as a chick. Man, that was just weird.
Layne's revealing it was Leon resulted in a couple of things being added up in Leon's mind. Their smooch in potions. The way she'd been describing Leon's eyes in the store. Her being upset as she was.
Dang.
They were totally a thing, weren't they? Was this a fight? Shit! Why hadn't Leon said anything? He hadn't heard anything about Leon and Layne dating. That was adorable. L&L's. One step above M&M's. Nice tagline.
And out of nowhere...
"You!"
Shit.
He tried to avoid being blown back by the woman's presence. Fake fucking boobs? Sassy pose? Antidote?
"Oh."
She was...
"Ohhh."
Yeah, this was definitely his fault. Hopefully Olivia wouldn't ask him about this particular event any further. Yeah, it was probably a dumb idea to give that potion as thanks to the person who saved him, but... Well honestly, he didn't know what he was thinking at the time. He didn't think it'd be this big of a deal, that was for sure, and any competent wizard could find someone to brew them a potion. It'd just become a thread or two of harmless fun. He didn't think it'd stretch out, weeks at a time or anything. (Even though it'd only been like, a day.)
Well, they were supposed to be for Leon... But this was his fault, too.
"Here."
He reached in his bag and pulled out a stoppered vial, pushing it into Dolphin's hand. That done, he crouched next to his 'sister'. Dang it. Why were girls so cute when they cried?
e helped her up, grabbing her shoulder and arm to pull her to a standing position. He patted the dirt off of her front and back, quickly, making sure not to linger anywhere, and finally took off his jacket (that he was wearing, yeah) and put it over her shoulders. He didn't have a handkerchief, as he didn't usually carry one around, but he had to do something about her face.
Oh right, he was a wizard. He pulled a crumpled up piece of parchment that had been in his pocket, charmed it to feel softer than it was, and slowly wiped her face with it. He tossed it aside--hey, was that littering? maaaan--and stood up again.
"It's gonna be okay, Olivia. We'll find Leon. And we'll give him his penis back. Seriously, I totally saw a movie like this once."
He looked back to Dolphin, apologetic smile in place.
"I'm real sorry about the potion, du-... uh, chick. That should fix you right up, though."
Post by Layne F. Larkin on Dec 31, 2010 10:13:30 GMT -5
Layne was oblivious to Dolphin's discomfort, so deep was her own misery. She even missed the information that Whites had turned Dolphin into a chick. Well, until she saw him hand over a vial of antidote. Wait, what? Layne let Whites help her up. She would ask him about it later. It wasn't like they didn't have another vial on them or that there wasn't a whole cauldron full of the stuff back at the castle.
As Whites cleaned her up and gave her his jacket, she looked over at Dolphin. "Fuck! Why is it that all the goddamn trannies have bigger tits than I do, I mean, did. Is it my fault I'm half-korean? Not like it isn't bad enough being short as shit, but did I have to be fucking flat-chested too?"
She pulled Whites's jacket around her small frame, her tantrum over, for the moment. "Why are you being so fucking nice to me?" She asked incredulously. "I've never been anything but a colossal, pain-in-the-ass bitch to everybody. And, here you are, like fucking helping me and shit. It's not like any of this is your fucking fault. Like, what is it you fucking want in return? Because, like, nobody puts up with this kind of shit if they aren't expecting something out of it."
She accepted the potion from him, gave it a quick look over to make sure it really was a potion and not, you know, like she'd originally thought, expensive alcohol. Hey, it wasn't her fault! She didn't know how Spaniards did it, as she'd never actually been in a Spaniard liquor store, and the last wizard wine shop she'd been to had actually been -- surprise -- a potion shop thingy, but in America, there were hundreds, if not thousands, of alcohol bottles that could be mistaken for a potionofsomekind.
Totally not her fault she'd drank something a total stranger had given her with little to no explanation about what it was. Yeah.
Even though she'd given what she had thought had been a fairly encouraging speech, they proceeded to completely ignore her, the brother turning from her to help out his sister, which was good, she guessed, but man. His only words for her were ones that were obviously a dismissal. And then for the cherry topping, the little girl called her, quote, a 'goddamn tranny', end-quote.
Uh, didn't they remember, they'd been the ones that had ran into her?
Whatever. She had the antidote... thing, and she could have a nice post time later having an anxiety attack over whether she should take it or not. Yeah. That sounded good.
Since she'd obviously already been given leave to go, she started to leave, stopping only when she grudgingly realized she at least owed him somewhat of an acknowledgment. Ughhhh, she hated this part. When she'd been a boy she'd never cared about manners. Oh well.
"Thanks, bro," she nodded to the boy, a grin breaking out as she realized she actually did have something to be grateful for. "Having a vagina totally sucks like you wouldn't even believe, but I did totally get laid last night, so I guess I owe you for that." She stopped, thought that last part over. "No no wait, that makes us even. Or you owe me one less or... something."
Anyway.
"'Kay thanks, bye. Good luck fixing your friend, or whatever."
Clutching the vial to her chest like she was afraid she'd drop it -- because she was -- the lycaness trotted off to go do whatever it was she was going to do next I haven't decided/can't remember. Yeah.
He wasn't sure what to do or say in response to Layne Larkin's 'tit' tantrum. Was he supposed to reassure her? 'No, your tits are totally cool, too.' Man, he couldn't be seen saying that to a little girl. He'd be arrested. Besides, to be honest, he'd never really noticed Layne Larkin's tits. Which meant... they really probably were pretty small. He wanted to be a good big brother, but he wasn't going to be a liar, especially not about her tits. That was just inappropriate anyway!
For now, he turned back to Dolphin. Man, he'd gotten him... her... laid? Daaaang. Crazy!
"Well, uh, congratulations," He said, a small smile growing on his face. He fought the images that threatened to pop up in his mind--namely, Dolphin involved in the mentioned intercourse--and tried to focus on anything else. Hey, he couldn't help it. He was a guy.
"Glad I could help. I think." As she left, he called out after her. "See ya around."
And now, finally, to deal with his emotional little sister.
"Sis, I don't know. I'm being nice to you 'cause I want to. Besides, it's probably partly my fault. My book and all that. Anyway, stop freaking out so much. It's not like we're in a huge-ass city. We'll find him." He paused to smile. "Besides, I have to apologize for tearing up one of his shirts."
Post by Layne F. Larkin on Jan 1, 2011 18:28:20 GMT -5
Layne didn't really say much as Dolphin walked away. Actually, she was kind of glad to see her go. She didn't really like that fact that a moment ago she'd been crying her eyes out like a little girl over stupid shit like a fucking boy. And in front of Whites and some stranger too. And, although she and Whites now seemed to have some sort of weird brother-sister thing going on, she still didn't know this Dolphin chick. It was better that they were both kind of in disguise so that if they ever met in the future, things wouldn't be weird between them.
By now both her tears and her shivers had stopped. Good thing too. She didn't want Whites to come at her with that fucking stupid piece of parchment again. "I dunno, bro. I mean, he has to go back to the castle eventually. And, I know what she looks like now. So, wouldn't it just be better to wait for him at school? I mean, she's totally wearing a dress now, and she's with someone. What if the dumb fuck didn't tell her new friend she used to be a man?
"I mean, If you were in her shoes, wouldn't you rather have someone confront you in private instead of in the middle of town where just about anyone could be watching? Seems like a pretty shitty move to me." She shrugged. It didn't fucking matter to her. In fact part of her wanted to make the confrontation as embarrassing as possible for Leon, just to prove him right about her.
"...you're only a bitch after all!"
Only, if she did that, he'd hate her forever. And, as much anger as she felt toward him right then, and much as she wanted to hate his motherfucking asshole self right then, there was still a little part of her that cared what he thought of her. Fuck it, she thought. I'm so fucking tired of this emotional shit. I can be angry at the fuckface later.
"So, bro," she asked, hoping that she'd gone back to her usual self enough so that he wouldn't ask her any more questions. "What do you think?"
He thought for a moment, biting at his lip and wincing when he bit too hard, resolving to knock it off. Last thing he needed was a big old puffy lip in his mouth. She made some good points. Whites knew that if he were in his... her shoes, he wouldn't want to be revealed in front of some female friend and the entire city town of townsville Drakborough. Shit would suck, he didn't want that for Leon, either.
"You make some good points." It was weird saying that to an eight year old, that was the truth. "Alright." Time to make some big boy decisions, right? Right.
"Come on. Let's get back to the castle. I'll help you gather up your things. Besides, if people see you walking around alone, they'll get suspicious."
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