Lord ruperTurncoat whapped a palm aside GuilloTina's thigh, to which she grunteDrove a knee into his hip before complying to retrieve a document corked beneath the cleavage of her corset, (prying a whopping spread of parchment). I decided the straps must be tailored custom to fit her frame approaching 3 meters = Only her torso could stomach that list!
Planchorva then directed Chandry deliver the critical conditions - the ghoul pointed an unarmed leg at us:{which proved nearly more unnerving than the rest of her creWielding artifacts}. “Your best interest is to confirm ceasefire against holding we CoatRack liable,” the rot-beast regurgitated. “To disclaim all potential negligence & names involved with binding contract, vouching that any bounty you transact is non-refundable, or in case we must engage a contest as form of payment, to disavow terror ever took place. Comply with confidentiality to the fullest; for we track things easily & if we get ear of loose lips identifying us -- that throat that does can prepare to enter their next phase in The Cycle of Transit.”
Sig piped, “Aww data serious bummure, coze I was postively itchin’ to detail my illegal participaySlung in frunna Law Enforcemend.”
“Don’t take it peersoin’ly,” phrased Aussie. “But 'tis surproiZing ow minny folks Ha'gone to make us syound lik ossault, insteeda wilLean swap. Wheethor notch yuv s'Lected a pers'nal prize, y'ave laid eyes pon activ'ty. So faVour waivah with an ordully line, LaynedLubbuzz."
Momentarily i calculated any positive outcomes of filing a Plea Deal after the day blew over, with some relocation agency - but realized since our Brokers here could teleport, no typical cell walls or protection program would adequately shield our hides.
Their Chieftain unraveled the parchment to its full length, close to an entire yard, half abused in fine print above, griddled toward the bottom with blank apportioned lines, everything marchin’ margin to margin. Some slender lackey steadied a mirror big as Rovo's torso into his grasp, which Planchorva used to spread the Pact upon, spilling down with Ramifications. It felt like the fate of a small country was on edge. Two ball-point pens were offered. “Soign WITHOUT eeny cursive please.”
Less than enthused, some of our congregation stepped forward to accept conditions, but Gutt crossed for scrutiny. “What’s wrong with cursive?”
“It’s not always legible of course,” groused Khafim. “Don't expect for any wiggling around the commitment.”
The bulk of us shook heads in annoyance as we roamed over the contents houndng for our intel:
*Refusal to comply can result in termination of Transaction. To violators, treachery is punishable by enslavement. Snitching will result in assassination of reputation, at the least.*
FULL Name _____________________________
Birthdate + involvement with tarot/zodiac on scale (0-10)
__, __, _____, #__,
Venue of Residence & nearby market convenience (1-10)
______________________________ + ___
Date of Consent
__ -__ ______
*In addition, circle your 2 least favorite magiCategoire from below:*
HypnoCog / WeatheRoil / GanGroWhisPool / NecrofascenDeafend / spliTech-Drain
Ames & Trent could hardly steady pens, bunching letters tight, while Pheo & Fin seemed to take longer than average. Obviously, it was feeling very invasive, & the bulk of us couldn't be sure exactly which branch of magic entailed what, or reason(s) why it was being requested.
Come my turn, I fumbLEery upon glimpsing the peculiar spinFluWhence inquest, where I decided SpliTech & Necro were least alluring to my interest, but circled (Necro) with (GanGrow) + leaving Hypno untouched, figuring half-truth $WorMore confusing than a totaLie. In the same manner I disobeyed forging my true moniker - or I tried deVariating print, but the ink somehow seemed to slant against me as I tried to push past Pyr..!(E)a(F@)m Windowchime Caul.!Pr~(U)!nest, gambling to negate all obligations & treachery by loophole. A bead of sweat swiveled around my temple, & i gritted against displaying my nerves by wiping at the slime, so I concentrated on an easy demand: filling in the only accurate statement, I rated my zodiac attention approxiMately 6/10, since I had a hazy interest. @t the Market remarks, I almost flipped out, but decided to shielDishonest again, & made myself seem dependent with aNaive 8, rather than toiling 2.
Which number also bled into how I an'swerved off-kilter two years & a few months froMy spring Birthday, electing to border a falsePoc'Lips, Dec 29th 1999, & tacking on an abandoned residence because I was already planning on being apprenticed away from my house more often than not + plus didn't need my parents in peril. At that point I felt fairly smugCure that My unconvent'Knot~all consent should no way legally count.
One by one, the remainder of us continued jostling to tally our respective enumerations. However there was a hitch; the pens proved to possess a clandestine nature.
Amidst their hand$crawling, Saul paused intermittently, to tap like a stymied predator locked outside a turtle dome. “(What the shit!) is with this texture?~” FalCOughed.
“What’s the matter?” ChromePhony-helmed Dal & ChandRApidly fired alarm.
“The tip did feel screwy loose," Gutt commented. "Like It wasn't sliding where I was guiding it."
“The parchment’s spongy, & the pen’s inChurnally reinforced...” Ru'Breathed, immediaTest-writing against her own palm. “Making it... Cloven sprites!” She cursed as her conjoined wrists flicked violently away with a charred smudge, where she had brieFLesh-dragged a stroke. “Like jockeying to scribble on a volleyball.”
“I didn’t feel anything unordinary,” Anika & Dal spoke. “But some of those retarded questions were pointless,” he heaped, trembling probably borne froaMultiple emotions.
Ruby flipped the pen-point around and honed her jaded vision. “Evidently, you two had no qualms with denying this ClanDestined extortion,” she announced, tart as Rhubarb. “These seem to be kelpie wands, maybe Sealion or clownfish: - enGraving our stripes to the sheet with muCHurning composition of our passion proclivities.”
Dud drafted: “Some trick afoot?”
“No trick aimed at your crew!” Tina sque@k*pologized. “Non-abrasive filTrapestry of blubber & egg to quantiFetch your tissue in Yearnest: our safety depends on glimpsing how much your distinct goals include forms of trust so ’PorTunities don’t saBoatage sw--”
Saul clattered one wanDisguised down against the stabilizing mirror with disdain. “No doubt some vammmpiric override to neutralize our Blurrr~incinerating hex... Guess even if we escape electroTrackinggg, can’t fully avoid chemical imaginggg when any Bunch is forensssick’ly inclined.”
Planchorva dropped to a knee & his headdress tumbled off. “Pardon, but coaxink you beforehand to offer fluids would prove counteracTithe to our inspeak'Stun of motive identiFires.”
Our Queen rebuked them like the muffled approaches of Thunder: “If you’re gonna swipe our essence, I expect large discount, so d-” ChanDRAgon shrank toaDown elbow-knobs & leapt between, thrusting, “Understand the sensitivity of digMenshell deVast--hAche!”
Becca turned ruby with being duped, & spewed saliva at LuCha’s arm suddenly protruding baboon snout, continuing to chew them out desBite the fangs. “Don’t beat around the BUSH! -” she roared, slinging pen furiously toward the river, hand tightening to a rosy glass upon release. It simply didn’t descend from flipping, pinKnots looping after its trail, veering toward the bruise-colored Sturgenic ship. “Else I’ll trim you pelt-shaking Hedges till the sap in your mast is weathering the first acidic ocean!”
+ “Listen or regret following that through, hotcake.” Luchandra sourly smudged spittle. “Last year we had contact with Spaceships - not only among secluded cove, but hounded into public harbor by such illusionists.”
“The only airborne energy on my radar is that underhanded pen!” Ruboasted. “Do you presume we care about your personal foes? If you wanted to breach that Royal OversighTopic, then communicOhhh... Grifters?” Becca ruptMembered about helpfuLungs containing oxygen. “Yeah, you’d need to ID’entify massQue-raide without mentioning$ aloud.”
“Crikey gummed cogs!” Rupert grabbed ravenously for his tiger Cap, & popped up. “You unclogged the reason = Omens more refined than anarchy at thit, scamp’ring burrows loike not ruPorted sea'nce ova mullenium.”
I doubt Becca heard much past anarchReason, as she returned engrossed amidst unwinding a reverse motion with her throwing hand. Before the pen careened awkwaYrdly back into Ruby’s plush bosom, the way it left flapping(~_Trent had pried, “How are spaceships an old enterprise?”
Chandry sighed. “Not crafts of humanity, but RelaTowerly common tourists from other playNets; this bunch apparently carrying the packrat type of Mutt@ted hackers, temperaMentally dis’Oriented due to gambit, & disposed to Baits. Pure strain#Lens don’t dash between galaxies swiping resources, for their are indefatigable interference policies. Reimbursements enacted as the Flux-Fair Laws, because faiRyche designators get enraged when their planeTiding Abodes get tampered with (since they can't uproot from minerals like alien pomp). GuilloTina knows firsthand, but you didn’t let her explain - Malibu the cleaner side of the coin.”
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“Whu’Tin Hellwood!” Gutter splutt’Roared. “Wood'chew know bout my past?? Keep outtaMiNoggin, phibbin bitch!” ...I’d never seen him hyperventilate over mere words before. Something was horribly wrong.
“Oh but Bu-bu,” she pouted. “You let me absorb all your TrauMementos - during days when we resided in the same bed.”
My mentor’s jaw clipped twice, dumbstruck, before he grappled his own cranium as if fending away someone smearing a filthy rug around his face. “Spotty, flakey, gravehound!” he started blubbeRoaring. “Whyou-woo, sell out from --” he pointed a finger. “CAVE on me silently...” he sank to all fours, gasping to control his breaths. “Vain.. Vaina, Perhaps I can see why now, but dear! - why gnaw Just... tell me you wished to start over, ’steada stage your own demise?” He finally peered up, face flustered pink with prolonged pestilence. “I swear I would have assisted plans towards pleasing purposes.”
ChanDRAgon coiled thick tail round her bloaToad waist. “Because within my frail human poorShelLinen, I could never access legitiMate power. Dignity was always your hindrance; you’d not have approved such my choice to... Molt skin. That properly crazed ghoul which bereaved my mortal encasing was not mindless intrusion, but the wake of Liberation aMidnight bargain. Why do you s’pose it raked no more than eyes upon you?”
Malibu rocked back onto his flank, slurring grumbles as he gropeDeep grooves into the sandbank. “The note stuffed in my jeans, instructing Don’t cremate...”
She nodded. “You firmed me that solid, unwitting of intention: granting my remains to plug magnetic pulse back in current with the GalaxSeed, from the grim desolations of pHray'deems, where the peevish sprite planted my bony posts and enscripted my sinew around them: this enabled FabricurrTent of Slim-hembranch to rattle my heart like the cataPelting slings of a violin bough!" Her paw and bottom eyes squeezed sentimenTally, in tandem.
Gutt began thunking his skull down against the sand, as if he could disintegrate the toxic depths. Pheo & I knelt beside, adorning him our support him regardless of some greedy wench, a richer and sweeter family than her spite knew how to redirect.
Chandy garG*Lored on: “External beauty was forfeited from such a process...” I guarantee you many nearby were thinking, dissolved all the way through, but none wedged between the two formerly wed. “But it hasn’t been a steep loss, believe me. No one minimizes my wit now - they shiver. In fact i’d Head this Apostate outFit, since my parTidull speaRide now contorts out of sinGrainular grasp - I’m another step slip'pryer steering behind weaponized figureheads. Misdirection is an excellence I learned from you.”
With a snarl, Malibu lurched up with frenzy of a methodically scorned man. “You could have returned to visit! Why not console me? Was I ever careless how I treated you?!?”
“It’s not that I didn’t appreciate you, but my lack of encounTravels within the contradicTombs (as my contemporaries refer to such labyrinthine haunts) doesn’t permit me navigate manifest*pin’point location - besides if I should visit once, you would expect me to make that habit, whereas I cannot thrive distracted by mortal-paced constraints. See I had my mate`Roils etched for robust link, unlike most of the violyn`Jolt-lost replantatiON this plane througHurl a cave, tucked inside dry valley.”
Gutter wiped nose against paiSleeve. “That’s bound to run dry too.”
“My chrysalis be measureMbedded for at least another millennium, if left alone. By then, I’ll likely tire of the hustle.”
planChaptain appeared bemused by the squirming reaX$cenes. “Firen urgent purPoise, there come few leeMitts to what people put up with.”
“Hush, there is hope in my part; the suffering I outlasted...” Tina’s plea stepped with fatigue. “Outer species’ detained me for nearly a decade, untiLast summer. They used many narcotics and numBlinding tactics to cage me, but over time I observed gestures & grew to associaDecipher between their language. They eluciDated the real histoRangement of galax-Seas & isle formatting.”
“CareFooLumping all Galac-ticks in the same barrel as brutes,” assailed Becca. “I know a handful; their prerogatives are diverse as ours.”
“What i know is my captors were/are conflicted coalition...” Tina’s restless eyes swamPinched, distracted by some sundog Fae*Chairs among the clouds rolling in. “Despite differing features & disposition & claiming no chain of authority, seemed satisfied to subject countless creatures to study trials & personal heckling...” she deposi-Stiffened. “Of’fin, I was tortured when unable to transFormula applications or enunciate techniques in a certain timeframe - but each pushy task measured to make me resilient; as long as I gave effort, I was also rewarded for quality of performance. They knew my optimism wouldn’t let me cease examining, the reason for selecting me to begin with). But in time, their Oral reveries baffled me for the contempt.”
“As if they weren’t callous enough,” I commented.
“Indeed,” Tina revolved* “They scoffed about an ancient oath of guardians, called Pristine LeapreCrowns: who stood to honArt respect with justice, in order to regulate conduct without crippling antagonism. Such dynamic law enforcement was operated before Tuniversal realmSuffered blood clots of planeTarry Mist'pheres abouTwo billion pulse-years ago, leading to inVersed mechanICEption. Only about 30 million of them passed charmingly, then social disputes became far-reaching due to engineeRearrangment reciPotions, leading angsty goleMoods to reBAL'loon like pulpy tumors as major side effect, gradually hardening into someWrinkly, plastHorn bags: the originAll H-chambered, or Twin-Heart Nebula slowly began to leak apart through their dense GaScraping, & slit down back into contraction holes. This was the beginning of time whorlpools, & involuntary excommunications - so planets became called whorlds under never-before seen pressures. The heavier orGashnisms had shed’-perated through negatiValleys where Valkarvied them, scattering their electriCircuits to magneCurdle vapor, and fuse almost incapacited beneath orbitSuffocaChurn: spirits ComasSlowed until minerals compressed fRigid orbs, lending rafts in the voiDeep to begin rewiring their dimmed awareness. It took ten times as million years to even mitigate the damages, as the Pristine went constructing these Metmoon Cauldrons (Brahmazic rope-bridges via photo-reflective claspod systems, to seal solar orbits & hasten the tightening of vapor to mineral mound'Stations) - & presented tourist Fate-tractLessons to noTinker trying to increase ethereal kinetics & Supreme level. The pristine named the denSEperated area, YibraJakk'sogill = modernly translated to OfficeRake#Bombroth.”
"That's giving me a blood clot, just compartmentalizing all those features!" DallaSnapped.
"Same," Anika & Trent mentioned.
Rovo murmured, “Black holes are hypnoTerrorizing...”
"Flame fur are suited most resistant, amidst blistering mineral canyons," Khafim rubbed underside throat stubble, ~ "Gingers accrue most compound qualities = unfasTraining-wheels with sculPAstuREcog-SnatCHannels."
"Peachy," Pheo fumed.
Amy groomed herself, smirking. "I'm hearing Power puff supply."
>!_+_!~<
(Huddled in a darkening steamcloud over the topography of coastline, Soaking up this conversation as if cloistered under laundry, (FeaRaw BALL)~spooned >***<: “Slot-Jam! The merchants just might gear to unFold the CircuSlosh of choiRhyme Pools; shan’t we fool them into brawling afore they telePact hearts with unaccounTable Feastering concepts!?”
A vortex of Vultures' vioLacerating eyes refracted in faint vaporBows, as they flick*drooled a consenThirst: “Shall we assume Hail down?...”
Wading a stone’s throw from TurncoatNoosLEdge, a Jagged mineraLike turtle snappdd, “No you leperCaws might snip their barter incomplete, & that would backfire on every party. Less than half in this midst of 20 have ever inge$tained or expelled adequate viNErve ExtenSponge. And half of those are the Sailors. Together they can’t rebuild B@beLoft overnight apart from jeTech*numerry. Too many greenhorns yet unripe for the primeDecrypt BlendeRobing... when the hatchlings run their errand, it’ll be a can of wyrms with no Sturgeon to disillusion; we’ll SyphtoPraise some voiceboxes UPond the scenTwinment dye-sGushin reliance.”
A pudgy cockatoo painted as if wearing fancy green belt, cooed from branch across the beach: "But certainly the GuilloTine's longevity is proving counteractive?" prickling the repToad's tail.
"Truthhh~" A beetle stirred a mud heaPocket beside turtle. "Fortunately she's no longer as susceptible for dicing, mainly because that infernal dice. For that, we ought curve bets on Pyroximaul possessive fury."
A Brown bear suggesTreeneath, raking claws over bark. "Then our assignment 'fore lunch, be not allow the CoaTrack back to bay. How bout sumMoaning Migrative headaches once the Turncoats turn out?"
"A fine sedative," conDescended the Volt~Cheers. "We beaked one's will snag some bugs; HerBearvore sniff out some venom berries, & shellback dig some thist*Shells out that bank of yours. Soon replaySEARosion disBanded from the Clampost Heron SurFloss."
The bear turned and jiggled a bush. "They're all along this sisteRiver source. Bless her bearings of least resistance."
Her current gurgled, "Flow those! sour things! more of! Your MuDaddy doing; you unsteaDry warTrick!" But she was laugHuffing the entire speech. "You wrinkle me up! with your impractiCoil pranks! Only the motHowLoop moves! Your conflictinGrains! EcstatiCatch I'm allergy free! From fruit juice auntics! BAnd tree trUNCle bark; clogged by only broTHorn stems! - Damage those frivoLost amphiBEaver minxers! annnd occasional metalliCrust."
"A roaring complainer, this one," Scuttled shellback. "SeWide for her bedrock that always infecTied!"
The otherSquawked and bellowed at the rebuttals. Flattery was their creed and crescendo ~ only in winter could they stop competing = MotHowLoop was Colder than them all!
*The berries answered, moaning as claws and beaks and tiny wings plucked* "Oh bury us in bellies for nerve, or smear over skin for vigor!"
~%_!*_
Pheo blasted = “I thought our universe alone is like 14 billion years old?”
“Ex~Agerated because,” Tina flipped flail whimsically behind rotator cuff. “Humanistic chem proceDecayuRealm dates, unwittingLean on self-Trackmospheric logic and incomprehensiBlinD'ips of backgrUndetectaBoil factoRadiation suspended of info-matter expansion. Cosmic drift distance is mental, in part to say.”
"Who even cares (about that)?" RuBelched alongside Capone. They breifLooked at each other, with the bareSTouch of humor.
Fin grabbed his head, nearly in glee. “So you unpacked all these identifying anecdotes & got away. Why didn’t they just completely dispose you?”
“I never let on how I unscrambled their tongue, fearing my mouth may’ve been merely the first thing they immobilized. Still, I was basically their HighESTeemed subject, so they could harDrainly smash me, their hybriDead, in one reflexive snap. Besides there’s something deficient with their power systems - I bypassed a Trifecta of perfume locked doors in their dimenShip, by exploited a rhythmic hiccup via vampHorse darts.”
Buck whirled his fist. “`Mazin’ Tight!”
“Vamp-horse...” I linked. “Ever see a centaur with quills for a mane hanging around?”
“An abused fellow himself, it resonated...” She recalled, tilting lipless chin. “By time I bumped into the CoatRack, my gums were absorbed together, censoring my communication. But I had lingering insight, swiping this flail of BassHerbgift to sustain me while i drowned their tracking spell amidst a tropic cove; fortunately these piratESoteriCarried books to help me spell words into majestic mannAura facets, to shatter language barrier & begin bolstering all of us to compete.”
Planchorva bursTeased: - “Maybeam grUntil we’re SupreeMort supporteed, ancienTouched ChanDear!?”
“Oh we’re all from spIN~flExtinguish'Babble spouts,” ChandrAsserted. “But the hymnSpaws that remain indefatiGueSTable, due perfect equiliBri-pulse, number little more than 4 Grand = the CrisPreen gLeapreCrowns." WiTHat, her awkLemure waddle reTowned to thumPacing. “They tighTone the color to all portions.”
“Sounds a lot like Leprechaun..” submiTrent. “Happy-go-lucky moneypots camping under Rainbows.”
“Now you’re seeing the webs that glisten between the Bells...” LurChy honored. "They now assist in the reforming filters of ReinchauNation."
Falco was mesmerized: "So that mussst be who rides the Light'viaZens."
"The dead-Locked inFoamed her deeper..." Khafim jiggled.