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My story was about a modern day / medieval realm where humans who can not possess magic are soul bonded to mythical creatures to use said magic through them. Moe get's bonded with a half-blood, a unicorn X pegasus cross breed hybrid. Unicorns in my novel are savage beings that only protect innocent humans, that means they are usually only soul bonded to pure people and ALWAYS virgins. If a virgin has sex, the unicorn kills their soul-bonded-person. What you're reading below is dialogue from a scene in which Moe got drunk with her best childhood friend and they have sex, to which she's horrified after she wakes up. Of course, her friend tells her not to go, in fear that Chevalier her hybrid soul bonded mythical creature will kill her due to his unicorn bloodlust. You can read the previous dialogue linked above, then continue with the first draft excerpt below;;
Please note, the parts with David and Hades were written by
Miss.Anthro as she was rp'ing with me and owns the characters :)
Cheval yanked his horn violently from the stone wall and lashed out angrily, "What mare could ever love something like me!" He bellowed, eyes wild with a storm of pain and anger. His horn dangerously sliced the air beside her brow.
It was then that Monique understood. Cheval felt unworthy of any being, be they unicorn, Pegasus, or human. He truly believed that there was no one for him, and his vow...their vow, was something extremely precious to him. It was a promise of a lifetime of love and companionship. What she saw as a sentence of solitude with her steed was his paradise. His mind was so clouded by the teachings of his father's race and his hatred for himself; he could not see that his obsession over her was unhealthy, that she needed her own life. He couldn't see himself sharing her and being a part of a family, something more than just the two of them because he thought that he would never have a love of his own.
Outside the stone walls of their home, (I gotta edit this this part because Vic’s Rp parts are in past tense when everything else is in present tense).
Hades lifted his ears to the sound of the resounding crash. David and he emerged around the corner of the building... David's eyes narrowed as he reached for his gun... listening to the monologue between the two until the horn ripped free from the wall. David cocked his gun and took aim. Hades looked to his friend.
"He won't kill her..." he spoke.
"I won't kill him..." replied David and locked his wrist against the gun.
The resounding gunshot filled the void.
The pain that shattered across Chevalier's flank released in him the most inhuman scream. His legs buckled under his weight and he fell in a heap on the cobblestone path.
"Chevalier!" Monique screamed.
She fell to his side, hands pressed against the wound that bleed profusely from behind the stallion's right foreleg. She winced; gasping at the pain as she quickly drew her hands back. "What-" she stared wide eyed at the fragments now embedded in her palms. "Glass...?" She breathed. What was something as scarce as this doing in the In-between and not where it flourished, in Earth's realm?
"Moe?" The broken voice of her steed snapped her out of her trance. He looked at her, head lifted half-heartedly and eyes nothing but miserable.
"It's okay, it's okay..." The knight breathed, replacing her hands to the wound...that was disinigrating? "Oh lord...oh lord..." she panicked. His white and sandy colored fur was shifting rapidly, into what looked like salt and sand. "Oh God, HELP!" Monique looked up and screamed the word, but instantly froze as she saw David, holding one of Earth's weapons.
"You..." she whispered. He was the one that was in the bar that night. The night when they planted seeds of doubt into her head about her future and her relationship with Chevalier. "What have you done?!" She shrieked, her fear still overriding her anger.
The familiar face of the mahogany haired man came into view- his eyes lowered to the fallen steed. He lowered his gun to his belt. The look in his gaze unmistakable. It was pride.
The knight glared dangerously at the man and leaned over her fallen companion, unaware that her hands were slipping into the nothingness that was the salt and sand of her steeds departing body.
He took one step foreword and then another- his oiled boots sinking into the dirt that surrounded the
stallion. He was noticeably careful not to step in the blood and salt that now spread from the body before his lips parted into words.
"I saved his life and yours." David spoke with a scowl. The dirt that stained his previously clean face only enhanced his expression.
"What?!" Monique snapped.
"That glass was of his mothers..." spoke the large black sphinx that paced besides the man- bristling his black fur in agitation as he too came into view.
"- from a pair of rose tinted glasses that she made from the ocean's sand and tears of creatures far more ungrateful." He paused and crouched as David paced closer and looked down over the scene that was unfolding before him.
"...unbelievable.." David's lips formed a twisted grin, as if he was mocking the beast.
Monique followed his eyes, down to the body of Cheval. He lay motionless, his body dissolving faster with each passing second. "No!" Her fingers flexed in the salt, it's bite stinging the cuts in her palm.
"-An item that CANNOT BE REPLACED." The sphinx spoke again with a harsher tone; glaring to David and talking more to him then anyone else. The dual colored eyes fell back towards Monique immediately afterwords. The sphinxes voice betrayed urgency as if trying to make up for his partner's apparent lack of concern. "He wouldn't have acted if he wasn't afraid for your li- "
"Your steed could have killed you in his concern- hopefully now his vision will become unclouded.." The interruption by David was sharp, cutting off his cohort and halting any reply from Monique. His eyes settled upon and his expression wasn't one of concern. Nonchalant paces soon replaced his earlier confident strut. "Now you will listen to me if you want him to live." A slow grin crossed his features as a sudden change shifted in Chevals form. "- and do exactly as I say."
The knight gave a fierce glance to the sphinx, then to he's owner, David. "You started this!" Her fists clutched the glass, sand, and salt between her fingers. Her own blood seeped between her fingers. "You put those thoughts in my head and made us fight!" She stood quickly, taking the two jagged steps towards the wandering agent. "What is it you want?" She spat, her face now inches from his. "Whatever it is, demand it now," she lifted what little dust remained in her fist. "Bring. Him.Back."
All thoughts of her childhood friend and the family they could have, together with their companions, was gone, replaced once more by her old self, the knight who chose to be with her companion and her companion alone, forever and always. How could she have been so weak to let the loose talk of two wandering agents get the best of her?
"One...Get out of my face.. woman." he spoke darkly. His mismatched eyes now bore into hers. Monique didn't falter or back down, true to her brave nature. "Second... look back upon your companion." That same prideful grin spread across David's face and melded with the dirt smeared across his skin.
Confusion replaced the knights furious features, and she turned to the pile of salt, sand, and glass. A figure moved under the thin layers and it coughed violently. The voice was Chevaliers.
"Chev-" Monique stopped, her blood dried hands covered her mouth in horror. The shock in her eyes was extreme as she watched, not a stallion of any horse breed emerge from the pile of dust, but a human.
Cheval sat up, his lower half still hidden beneath the mounds of fine powdered soil. He was wincing, eyes filled with sand and his mouth and nose salt crusted. He gaged and coughed, but he did not reach up to wipe his eyes like a normal human would, but he most likely did not know that his body and his very form had been altered.
"I know what you've done Monique." The gentleman's voice murmured intimately. She turned to David slowly, her mouth still covered and here expression astonished. "You've been to the other side and that is where I am headed. You will escort Hades and I to the Int'realm"
It was here his accent skewed his nearly unflawed dialogue and he once more began to pace.
"Int'realm? What...what are you talking about?" She removed her hands to shout this.
"Moe?" The lighter human voice whispered from behind her and she turned to Chevalier, unable to believe what she was seeing.
"You will remain with me as I complete my business there" His voice remained tranquil as he listed his demands. "- acquire the parts I need to transverse sides.. and it will be there and only there that I change your friend back to a form he will decide."
"Moe, what's he talking about?" Cheval asked, face confused and twisted with irritation.
The realization of David's words dawned on the knight. "You want me to take you through the realm's I fell threw..." she thought that was classified...she thought that no one knew of that mishap. Somehow, he had found out. "If I take you where you need to go," she stated...breath shaky. "You'll change him into...whatever he desires?" She breathed.
"Monique, answer me!" She flinched at her companion's outburst. "What's he talking about?" he demanded.
"Fine, it's a deal." Monique stated firmly. Whatever David's goal was, she didn't care. He had gone to great lengths to find out about her and her partner, even meddled in their relationship so he could rush in and save the day. He had them right where he wanted them...and if she didn't agree, what else would he do to them?
As a knight, she knew the laws of the realms. It was her job that no one pass into each world... It was best if she kept him in her sight, kept him close so she could figure out his plans, be they evil, neutral, or good for the well being of all three realms and it's inhabitances.
She extended a hand in his direction, ready to seal the bargain.
"Oh... and one more thing..." David paused and grinned. The roughened features of his tanned skin became more apparent as he tilted his head, letting a few locks of his black hair fall over his face . He raised a hand and pulled a lock from her own so that he could see her face unblocked from the salt that now coated her cheeks...
"Until your friend learns to appreciate what he almost so tragically took for granted... You will lay next to me each time either of us chooses to sleep.
He backed away slowly and let the lock of hair drop.
My story was about a modern day / medieval realm where humans who can not possess magic are soul bonded to mythical creatures to use said magic through them. Moe get's bonded with a half-blood, a unicorn X pegasus cross breed hybrid. Unicorns in my novel are savage beings that only protect innocent humans, that means they are usually only soul bonded to pure people and ALWAYS virgins. If a virgin has sex, the unicorn kills their soul-bonded-person. What you're reading below is dialogue from a scene in which Moe got drunk with her best childhood friend and they have sex, to which she's horrified after she wakes up. Of course, her friend tells her not to go, in fear that Chevalier her hybrid soul bonded mythical creature will kill her due to his unicorn bloodlust. You can read the previous dialogue linked above, then continue with the first draft excerpt below;;
Please note, the parts with David and Hades were written by
Miss.Anthro as she was rp'ing with me and owns the characters :) Cheval yanked his horn violently from the stone wall and lashed out angrily, "What mare could ever love something like me!" He bellowed, eyes wild with a storm of pain and anger. His horn dangerously sliced the air beside her brow.
It was then that Monique understood. Cheval felt unworthy of any being, be they unicorn, Pegasus, or human. He truly believed that there was no one for him, and his vow...their vow, was something extremely precious to him. It was a promise of a lifetime of love and companionship. What she saw as a sentence of solitude with her steed was his paradise. His mind was so clouded by the teachings of his father's race and his hatred for himself; he could not see that his obsession over her was unhealthy, that she needed her own life. He couldn't see himself sharing her and being a part of a family, something more than just the two of them because he thought that he would never have a love of his own.
Outside the stone walls of their home, (I gotta edit this this part because Vic’s Rp parts are in past tense when everything else is in present tense).
Hades lifted his ears to the sound of the resounding crash. David and he emerged around the corner of the building... David's eyes narrowed as he reached for his gun... listening to the monologue between the two until the horn ripped free from the wall. David cocked his gun and took aim. Hades looked to his friend.
"He won't kill her..." he spoke.
"I won't kill him..." replied David and locked his wrist against the gun.
The resounding gunshot filled the void.
The pain that shattered across Chevalier's flank released in him the most inhuman scream. His legs buckled under his weight and he fell in a heap on the cobblestone path.
"Chevalier!" Monique screamed.
She fell to his side, hands pressed against the wound that bleed profusely from behind the stallion's right foreleg. She winced; gasping at the pain as she quickly drew her hands back. "What-" she stared wide eyed at the fragments now embedded in her palms. "Glass...?" She breathed. What was something as scarce as this doing in the In-between and not where it flourished, in Earth's realm?
"Moe?" The broken voice of her steed snapped her out of her trance. He looked at her, head lifted half-heartedly and eyes nothing but miserable.
"It's okay, it's okay..." The knight breathed, replacing her hands to the wound...that was disinigrating? "Oh lord...oh lord..." she panicked. His white and sandy colored fur was shifting rapidly, into what looked like salt and sand. "Oh God, HELP!" Monique looked up and screamed the word, but instantly froze as she saw David, holding one of Earth's weapons.
"You..." she whispered. He was the one that was in the bar that night. The night when they planted seeds of doubt into her head about her future and her relationship with Chevalier. "What have you done?!" She shrieked, her fear still overriding her anger.
The familiar face of the mahogany haired man came into view- his eyes lowered to the fallen steed. He lowered his gun to his belt. The look in his gaze unmistakable. It was pride.
The knight glared dangerously at the man and leaned over her fallen companion, unaware that her hands were slipping into the nothingness that was the salt and sand of her steeds departing body.
He took one step foreword and then another- his oiled boots sinking into the dirt that surrounded the
stallion. He was noticeably careful not to step in the blood and salt that now spread from the body before his lips parted into words.
"I saved his life and yours." David spoke with a scowl. The dirt that stained his previously clean face only enhanced his expression.
"What?!" Monique snapped.
"That glass was of his mothers..." spoke the large black sphinx that paced besides the man- bristling his black fur in agitation as he too came into view.
"- from a pair of rose tinted glasses that she made from the ocean's sand and tears of creatures far more ungrateful." He paused and crouched as David paced closer and looked down over the scene that was unfolding before him.
"...unbelievable.." David's lips formed a twisted grin, as if he was mocking the beast.
Monique followed his eyes, down to the body of Cheval. He lay motionless, his body dissolving faster with each passing second. "No!" Her fingers flexed in the salt, it's bite stinging the cuts in her palm.
"-An item that CANNOT BE REPLACED." The sphinx spoke again with a harsher tone; glaring to David and talking more to him then anyone else. The dual colored eyes fell back towards Monique immediately afterwords. The sphinxes voice betrayed urgency as if trying to make up for his partner's apparent lack of concern. "He wouldn't have acted if he wasn't afraid for your li- "
"Your steed could have killed you in his concern- hopefully now his vision will become unclouded.." The interruption by David was sharp, cutting off his cohort and halting any reply from Monique. His eyes settled upon and his expression wasn't one of concern. Nonchalant paces soon replaced his earlier confident strut. "Now you will listen to me if you want him to live." A slow grin crossed his features as a sudden change shifted in Chevals form. "- and do exactly as I say."
The knight gave a fierce glance to the sphinx, then to he's owner, David. "You started this!" Her fists clutched the glass, sand, and salt between her fingers. Her own blood seeped between her fingers. "You put those thoughts in my head and made us fight!" She stood quickly, taking the two jagged steps towards the wandering agent. "What is it you want?" She spat, her face now inches from his. "Whatever it is, demand it now," she lifted what little dust remained in her fist. "Bring. Him.Back."
All thoughts of her childhood friend and the family they could have, together with their companions, was gone, replaced once more by her old self, the knight who chose to be with her companion and her companion alone, forever and always. How could she have been so weak to let the loose talk of two wandering agents get the best of her?
"One...Get out of my face.. woman." he spoke darkly. His mismatched eyes now bore into hers. Monique didn't falter or back down, true to her brave nature. "Second... look back upon your companion." That same prideful grin spread across David's face and melded with the dirt smeared across his skin.
Confusion replaced the knights furious features, and she turned to the pile of salt, sand, and glass. A figure moved under the thin layers and it coughed violently. The voice was Chevaliers.
"Chev-" Monique stopped, her blood dried hands covered her mouth in horror. The shock in her eyes was extreme as she watched, not a stallion of any horse breed emerge from the pile of dust, but a human.
Cheval sat up, his lower half still hidden beneath the mounds of fine powdered soil. He was wincing, eyes filled with sand and his mouth and nose salt crusted. He gaged and coughed, but he did not reach up to wipe his eyes like a normal human would, but he most likely did not know that his body and his very form had been altered.
"I know what you've done Monique." The gentleman's voice murmured intimately. She turned to David slowly, her mouth still covered and here expression astonished. "You've been to the other side and that is where I am headed. You will escort Hades and I to the Int'realm"
It was here his accent skewed his nearly unflawed dialogue and he once more began to pace.
"Int'realm? What...what are you talking about?" She removed her hands to shout this.
"Moe?" The lighter human voice whispered from behind her and she turned to Chevalier, unable to believe what she was seeing.
"You will remain with me as I complete my business there" His voice remained tranquil as he listed his demands. "- acquire the parts I need to transverse sides.. and it will be there and only there that I change your friend back to a form he will decide."
"Moe, what's he talking about?" Cheval asked, face confused and twisted with irritation.
The realization of David's words dawned on the knight. "You want me to take you through the realm's I fell threw..." she thought that was classified...she thought that no one knew of that mishap. Somehow, he had found out. "If I take you where you need to go," she stated...breath shaky. "You'll change him into...whatever he desires?" She breathed.
"Monique, answer me!" She flinched at her companion's outburst. "What's he talking about?" he demanded.
"Fine, it's a deal." Monique stated firmly. Whatever David's goal was, she didn't care. He had gone to great lengths to find out about her and her partner, even meddled in their relationship so he could rush in and save the day. He had them right where he wanted them...and if she didn't agree, what else would he do to them?
As a knight, she knew the laws of the realms. It was her job that no one pass into each world... It was best if she kept him in her sight, kept him close so she could figure out his plans, be they evil, neutral, or good for the well being of all three realms and it's inhabitances.
She extended a hand in his direction, ready to seal the bargain.
"Oh... and one more thing..." David paused and grinned. The roughened features of his tanned skin became more apparent as he tilted his head, letting a few locks of his black hair fall over his face . He raised a hand and pulled a lock from her own so that he could see her face unblocked from the salt that now coated her cheeks...
"Until your friend learns to appreciate what he almost so tragically took for granted... You will lay next to me each time either of us chooses to sleep.
He backed away slowly and let the lock of hair drop.
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