This thread begins the next leg of the game, where GM (likely unsuccessfully) teaches of the wonders of rare-meat. Yes, I know Trump IRL likes his steak well-done, and to me that alone is evidence of controlled opposition. I still support the man, but dammit. Rare meat is the finest you can ever taste, satisfying immediate/basic hunger needs better than well meat, but also satisfying more primal urges and evolution. Remember, meat is only unsanitary if it is old or processed through a slaughter-house with poor quality control.
Enough about meat, lets get back to the game. Infernius is attempting to Leeroy Jenkins at the orcs, except that he has to climb a rope ladder to do so (cloven hooves = slower climbing). Tracy mulls about a very closed for business city that has cannons on the south-face, not yet realizing that unless she wants to go Nightmare (and thus ethereal but also glowing-in-the-dark) she's SOL.
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>>24487"Pfft! Do you really think I'd have sex with you when you're a 1200 pound creature of nightmare?"
His eyes say yes
>>24489*holds eye contact for a while, still gazing back beyond her flank*
"Press X, Mr. Hero."
Trumpaladin starts to dismount Tracy
"Bestiality is depraved.."
Presses X to ravish her, which he does furiously, although because of the height difference, he'd either have to stand on something or she'd have to lay down
He yells out "Yippee Kiyay!" At the moment of orgasm, and thrusts Vanderiem up into the air as he does this... Again
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>>24491[genuinely happy monster noises]
*legs buckle (allowing for better reach)*
>>24492*lustful paladin humping noises*
>>24493*carnal nightmare bucking noises*
"Oh, ~Flashy..!"
"Look away u perv! Yeah you, the one eyeballin' from the overboard!"
>>24494Smiles and grabs onto her hide, or pulls her mane, or her tail, at various points of the intercourse
>>24496*confers fire resistance so mane doesn't burn hand*
*shudders feverishly, still letting off smoke and steam involuntarily*
>Scene looks like an angry storm cloud from a distance >>24497Trumpaladin is still weirded out by much of this but he's in the "just go with it" mood, and his lust is far too great to overcome anyways, except by dominating this monster sexually
He ehaculates in the fire horsey with the aforementioned "Yippee Kiyay!"
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>>24498[Simultaneous finishing monster noises]
*legs buckle again, all muscles spasming at once, before she collapses in a huff*
>>24499Freed from the tyranny of lust, Trumpaladin has a moment to think freely, where all of the old doubts creep back in, but he forces those to the side as he sheaths his sword again, then sheathes himself.
She almost looks adorable lying on the ground, and he pets her coat, down her back, down her mane, and on her belly in the part of that monstrous creature he knows contains his own unborn child. He goes to her face and kisses her. Not kissing cute little pony lips, but the lips of a horse from hell. He looks into her eyes, and says
"And I thought you'd want to kill find something and kill it"
He puts his hand on the hilt of his sword
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[sleepy monster noises]
*Beckons paladin to lay down*
>>24501"But the bible says that 'to lay with an animal' is a sin, little pony"
>>24505"What about the Elway prophecy though? It seemed like a common motif in there."
>>24507"Uh... Okay..." He says, lying down next to her, although propped up lying his back on her
>>24509[Happy, relaxed monster noises]
*Let's out a drawn-out sigh of steam*
"I love you so much, Flashy..."
>>24510*hugs giant nightmare horsey*
>>24510"No jibber genocide? No slashing down trolls or orcs for the fun of it? No phasing right through the walls of drupistan?"
Trumpaladin knows he will change his mind as soon as his emotions change, but for the night, if only for the night, he is committed to Tracy.
"But if you wish to fall asleep, right here, r
under the night sky, that is fine too"
He hugs onto her again
>>24512"Despite myself... I think I might love you too"
He says this with a kind of sadness or reserve, which ironically makes the words seem to hold deeper sincerity. He places his hand over her heart as he does this.
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I'm too tired to do those other things
[Content monster noises]
*Lays peacefully, carcass slowly rising and falling with each breath*
And lo, for it doth say in the bible about sins and laying with animals, there are two caveats. For one, a hoers is no mere animal, for look how this one doth walk around as an animal and speak like a human? Clearly the writers did not plan for such a thing, nor could they be relied on to judge such an occurrence as is habbening.
For two, this begs the question of sin. For was not Elway himself born of Rainbow Dash? Is he not the paragon of American, manhood personificated, and all and one Football? Lo, that which comes from Poner, and is of Football, indeed is Football cannot be said to be sinful, thus it cannot be sinful to come into a Poner (for only by cumming into can one come out of).
And so, the paradox of John Elway was resolved in that it can never be resolved. It is a paradox, and by being so it is true.
And further, just as Rainbow Dash was came into by Dan Reeves, Tracy Cage,... well if you're reading this, you already know.
And Thez did rape? Infernius, cuz of all the feels
>the two love birds are sleeping peacefully in a green meadow under a starry sky, happy and content
And my work here is done for tonight.
Goodnight, everybody.
>>24516"Tracy... One more thing"
Trumpaladin carefully picks into Tracy's side bad and withdraws Korak's sword. He places this I his hand, then positions it carefully over Tracy, right over top her heart. One hand is on the handle, while the other is on the end of the hilt to thrust it in. He holds it there
>>24520Okay, "asserts herself upon" then
>>24523"its cute you think thats how its going down."
*grapples and mounts*
>>24522GM watches intently
>>24524Like that wasn't what she wanted to happen to begin with,....
>>24525ive made some flowcharts.
>>24525Thez can feel a distant, but nevertheless very intense glare
>>24527From her
ahem position, Thez can almost be heard to whistle innocently. Between,... well,... 'ya know.
Also, I almost think that Tracy fell asleep, curiously poised lethally beneath Trump, Korak's blade in hand, ready to deliver a coup de grace. >>24528The dread horse having evidently fallen asleep before him, he declines movement, placing the sword aside. He does not return it to its hoister. He wonders how much of tonight - and what from tonight - he will come to regret the next day. He lays himself down, back propped against the nightmare horse, and then places Korak's sword partly underneath him, so it could not be moved without disturbing him. He takes his sheathed Vanderiem, removes him from his sheath.
He asks the Scottish sword:
"What do you think of this? Taking her as mount"
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>>24530"Lad, this shit is beyond me. I've a mind to get pissed after all this. A sword just gotta cut through things, I'm not one fer' knowin' how to keep things in one piece."
"Still, she be sleepin' more soundly than e'er."
>>24531Trumpaladin shrugs at this answer, figuring he could not get better tonight. I mean, he wanted Fae's, but he kind of didn't want her to see him like this. He partly re-sheathes Vanderien, leaving him able to speak, then sets Vanderiem aside, and grasps onto Korak's sword. He lies down, with his head and back clearly across Tracy, who has partly wrapped herself around him
>>24532Hoping the morning would bring clarity of thought, he stares into the distance, until he falls asleep
>>24532>>24533"Like ah couldn't talk me shit even fully sheathed,... ya'd think ye didn't have a talkin' sword for all the screen-time I be gettin'. Though there hasn't been much o' the hellions for a wee minute, so ah suppose it's fine. Oh, sorry, nevermind"
>>24535That elf will be gone by the morning
Is he going to have something to say in the morning, or can I just have her carry him back to the tower?
>>24536>>24537One of the risks of having a waifu who can teleport almost entirely at will. She's sleeping though.
Nu bread
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