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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #25 on: May 30, 2017, 01:07:04 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter VII
"TERMINATOR"


She couldn't get away from it.

Any where she went.

It followed her.




M̳͈̳̯͝a҉͈̞̠͕̙͈͉.̛͇͖̫G̭̼̠͇͚͓ọ̬͇g̰̹̬̞̪̬͞



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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #26 on: June 01, 2017, 01:32:53 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE

Chapter VIII
Once Upon a Time Ago




N͓O̧̭̮̪̤̞̬ T͇͕͚̬͡H̴̠Ị͈̗N͍G̲
̫̜̫͚͔̘̀ͅNO̥͇̟͖̱̺ T̯̪͍̬H͎͔͉͇̝̠I̳̬̯̪̝͍N̩̗͎̹̬̟Ģ̯̟̱̠͇̪̟
̯̗̥̗N̤͟O̰̙̦̪ T̟̺͙̦̤̩̮H̺̖͓͝I̷̹̻͖̱͓̪Ṇ̗͓̼G̞̮͚

̮̪̮̳̲N̫̝̘̻͇̥̹͜O̸̖ B̼̻OḌY̖̱͓͔̦̯̺͝


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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #27 on: June 02, 2017, 09:28:34 PM »


TERMINAL.EXE

*/Warning, Adult Themes




Chapter iX
Monochromia




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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #28 on: June 09, 2017, 01:32:16 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE



Chapter X
Fnord




"Lazula."

She turned from her studies.
Piles of scrolls, musty tomes, and strange fetishes surrounding her place of...
higher learning.

Her father watched her.
"Are you ready?"
She didn't know what for.
"Yes, daddy."
He smiled, and she rose, following him.

They walked the halls of the palace. Slaves minded their duties.
They knew to keep their eyes to their station.
Failure to adhere, was always severe.

The fear was intoxicating.
The power: my god.

Lazula was a child,
yet she commanded such fear from her peers,
after all,
she was the heiress of house Zhuelke.
Though not the eldest, her oldest brother was a warrior,
and died some time ago. Her remaining brother...
was good for little but his degenerate habits and lifestyle.
She was the favorite, and a prodigy, at that.

Her father brought her to the ritual chambers,
off limits but for his allowance.
Within were a number of children; new slaves.

"Lazula."
She studied the waifs curiously, annoyed by their smell.
Her father smiled. "I'm afraid I acquired one too many."
"You have a good -eye- for these things, beloved.
Which one should we remove?"


Lazula left his side.. and paced before the baker's dozen.
They quivered, and sniffled, some cried.
While annoying, what was worst was the defiance of the one she stopped before.
He was taller than the rest... strong, handsome.
It was Lazula's turn to smile, though there was no warmth to it.
He stood straight, and proud.
She stared him down, and he did not budge an inch.

"Well?" Her father chimed.
"Her." She indicated the girl beside him, she went pale.
As did the boy. Her father laughed.
"No!" The boy cried, and Lazula knew she had chosen proper.

She had an eye for such things.

The rest would learn quickly,
like every one else.

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #29 on: June 13, 2017, 07:15:05 PM »
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TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XI
Love Me




L̷e̜̹̖̫͉̬͟t̴̻̺͓s̭̲͘ ͚̟̠̣̺̹́ͅp͕̙̥̰̗̼̲l̡͔̻a̺̮̳͉̹̪y̟ ̛̗a͓͉̦̝͚͈͢ ̻̤̗̤̠̥̙̀g̶̖͇a҉̙͚̰͓̬̞͕m̶̝e̟͠!̭̪
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Oh, God! help me.. m-
help me
somebody
please

save me. .
.
S̛̰̩̲̙̝̦̮h͉͚h҉̤̳̼h̨̩̜h̜̜͟, s͟h͏h̪̻̗̦͇..


T͎͜h̷̤̯̼͕̣e͎̳̼͔̥re͢ ̢̘͔̪̘i̷̗͍̺̪̯ͅs̛̝͉͕͉̜̩s̛̝͉͕͉̜̩ ̶no͍̥̦͢ ̼͓̘̫n̴̯̣e̟̗̭̺͍̙e̸̲̻̮̼ḍ̛͓͙̮̜̜ͅ ͕t̸͍̯̭̙͍̯o̴͇̭̟̻̗̳ͅ ̰̩̞̯̲͔̫͝f̸̰̺͙eͅa̹r..

 C͓̼h̺̻e̝̮̪̬̼͓͝r̼͈͖͚͠ub̩͚̱͍̹ḁ̶̠̯̞͎e͎̞̰̠̗̲̦l̞͎̘̖͖̻ i̜͙̼̬̮̘̱͢s̤͎s̛̝͉͕͉̜̩ ̡h̻̪̪̫̪e̡̪͉̫r̡̰e͎.
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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #30 on: June 14, 2017, 09:40:36 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XII
BusKing




"What has science wrought!?"

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #31 on: June 16, 2017, 06:41:14 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XIII
Mars Mission




(Visions from the Firmament)


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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #32 on: June 18, 2017, 09:56:07 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XIV
Ground Control








N̼͘È̤̲̺͕̜ͅX̞̥͔̠̹T͚̲̲̙͡ ͙͎͡T͖͇̮̜̝͎Ì͉̮M̭͙͇͉̫͜ͅĘ͓͔̙͎͓,͈͚̙̜ ̝B̕O̖͓͟Y̖̝̱ͅ!̦͍͉̝͞

Ş̖̺͔̲͍͇̮͇͝Ş͇̣͎̝̖O̝̪͉͢O̩̪̖̜̬̘̣̱̕͝N̬̪͓͔͚̺̤͎ͅ

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...
And all these moments will pass,
along with our lives.

...



...
In to dust and ashes.
...
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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #33 on: June 20, 2017, 02:45:55 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XV
Good Luck




void main()
void body()
void mind()
void soul()

//subject.invalid...
/*subject.invalid

Administering Genome


K͙͔͔̺E̯͔ͅE̳͎̟̳̬̯̲P̹̼̙͉ ̺Ỳ̪Ǫ̗U͎̮̳̼͟R̦̟̲ ͉͎Ę̙̼̘͇Y̧E͘S͕̀ ̳̞̲̤̪͝Ư̻P̶ ̹͈͈͉̱H̗E͠R͖͍̳̱͕̘͚E̗̥͙͘,̛͉ ̵͚̪̻̮T҉̻̩̝͖͕R͚̩͎͔̜̫̳E̷̮͙̖̳̼A̛̼̝͈̯̫̯Ṱ͡.̢̩̫̩̼͉͖



T͍͓͍̗͓H̸̙E̛͉͓R̨̙̬̹E̡̼̺ ̵̘͕͎͖̭͔̻I͕̳̻̯̠S͔̗ ̮͔͉͔͖̙̕ͅN̢͎̙̪͕͍̰͍O̠͕͖͓͙̹ ̢̭G̩͍̮̤̘͖͡O҉D̩͔̩.͓̩̪̭





n̸ọ͕.̢̖.!

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #34 on: June 22, 2017, 03:32:39 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XVI
Heat





D̤̦̙o̢̺n̩̫͖'̬t̢͉͕͙͓̬̳͉ ͙͍̘̯̪͕f̩̝̗̠o͏͎̞̣̠r̸̭͓̖̯̲ͅg̩͙̜̹̱̣et̨͎̼̹͖͕̯̠ ̳͍͕th̫̳̣̝͇͖̝e̗͎͈͔͜ ̗͇͈̼͕͖M̟̤̰̯̪̟ͅi̴̙̰̝s̯̠̀s̴̬ͅs͙̭̯̼͔u̖s̭̪̠̖͍s̯̪͜!



T͔̦̣̺̙ͅh̫͚̘̯͖̹͔e̩̬͙ŕ̹̖̲̩̩̪̭e̵̫̟͈̲͓̙̤ ͢i̵͙̺̫̺s̵̭̱̘̳ ҉͖Ạ̦ ̥G̯͓̖a̫̟̯̺̲͓̕m̛̼͈ͅe̶̖͔̙̻ ̤̩̹͠i͟n̼̦̻ ͖̲̞̥ͅN̝̩̻̳a͓̥͈m̩͍͍es͚̪͚͍̖̬̣






S̠̼͘ͅQ͉̼̥͙UI͕R̥͉͙̤̻M̭̗̖,͙͚̘̟̝̲ ̧̩̯W̷͚͖͇̰̖Ŗ̲͇̲̙͈̝͓I͖G͙̖͔̦̳̮͡ͅG̥̣̫͚L̡͙̱̜̪̤̟͇E,̰͠ ̫̺̞̘̗W̻R̫͖̞͓̭̲͓I̗̻̹̜G͈̬͓̰̭̻͎͜G̩̟͞L̷̞͓̬E͙̦




L̸͔I̗̻̜̙̭̘T̲̗͚̩T̟L̯͕̞͖͡E̖̳̘̟͕̣ ̹̳͉ͅW̧͖͕̪͎̣̼O͓̼͍R͈̖͕͜M̸̪̦̮̫̬̬



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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #35 on: June 23, 2017, 11:26:51 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XVII
Ashes & Dust





Truly, truly remarkable...



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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #36 on: June 24, 2017, 06:11:55 PM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XVIII
Star Spawn



Oh yes, they were killers;
In deed.

She loved it.


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Here's the plan...

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #37 on: July 08, 2017, 06:17:25 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE
Chapter XiX
Tooth & Nail





iO̱̬̞̪̹̖U̷Ṱ̱̜ O̴̮̟̗̳͔̘F̝͡ M̝̭̲̯Y͞ W̝A̶̪͖ͅY̩͘!






She dreamed  of him...



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The Lion roared within its cage.
I was fascinated... The Zulkir had a den of them,
this was the prize of the pride. The apex predator;
the Alpha:

Caged before me.

My father had won it by... some omission.
He certainly had his ways.

It roared within its cage, setting the servants teetering and on edge.

AhhH!

They cowered so~

My father strode forth, then;
amidst the din and the silence.

The Lion snarled like unto itself;
savage.

My father entered its proximity: heedless of its deathly pallor.
He strode forth and stretched out his palm.

...
There was a deep and rumbling guttural sound,
and the Lion licked his palm.
Great gobs of saliva dripped as he turned.
My father laughed madly as he grasped his hand;
squelching.

I had never seen him happier.

That magnificent creature chained beside him;
docile.

"We are gods of the dead, not of the living, Lazula.
*He grinned*
That title belongs to another."


The Lion roared, smashing the cage.
It was frightening but my father only laughed,
and the Lion never struck him.

I never knew pity until then,
when I had seen what my father had done.

My heart did weep.

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #38 on: July 15, 2017, 04:34:18 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE
Chapter XX
Final Science, the Sciencing





iO̱̬̞̪̹̖U̷Ṱ̱̜ O̴̮̟̗̳͔̘F̝͡ M̝̭̲̯Y͞ W̝A̶̪͖ͅY̩͘!

Oh, yes~
She could see within the variables so many outcomes.
Few and many appealed to her so very, very much.

But still...

Something tore at her.

Within those infinitesimal fractals... and radials... and subliminals-
that is to say, those things she was not even aware she was observing-

/Yes
/No


Perhaps?

Where was this all leading..?

Oh,
Yes~

Here we are again.
At the heart of it.
It is beating so slow...
and steady.

It is ready.



For the final Mysteries.




Oh, Yes~

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #39 on: August 21, 2017, 09:53:11 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XXI
Beyond Mortal Ken




In seclusion, she could hear so clearly...
She could see so dearly.

Long and serpentine ways;
snaking, twisting, winding.

How can a man dwell there?
Sssimply. They cannot.
Lazula gave pause.

Are you surprised?
Simply not.

Hey, at leasst we're talking again!
I will be free from you, worm.

No sooner were the words said when there was a rumbling in her guts..

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iA̰̲̳̖̕R͖̜̠͜E͕͕̼̞̲͕ ̶̥͈Y͏̻̤̪͖̝ͅO͇͘U̮̹̝̖̩͢ ̬̻̪̱̖̺͜S͈̯̙̣U̦͔̖̬̲̮R̲E͖̲?





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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #40 on: August 29, 2017, 10:41:45 AM »
TERMINAL.EXE


Chapter XXII
Manslayer


c̗̰̀o̦m̬̬̝̘e̷̠, c̫̜̬̻͓͝ͅo̵̩̱̥̲̣̙m͏͎̘̮̙͖͈ͅe̝͔̞ ҉̝̱̯͓̤͇ṕ̺̙͙̞̺̘l̗̩̱͝a̰͝ý̞̳



She couldn't quite recall where she was...
or how she got there...
It was all a haze... a distant, fetching dream.
She was standing, still, but her hand was missing.
She was distantly aware of a pain consuming her,
she didn't really want to acknowledge it; it cost her the rest of her motor faculties as a result, however.
She sort of stood there as every thing came back to her in a rush.
They we closing in now. A great mob of them.
Some were already dead at her feet. Curled and blackened.

She smiled, wretchedly, flexing her remaining fingers.
It was enough,
and if not,
she was
dying
to
try
A̮͍̫̱͈̕ͅ ̨̠͙͚p̴̹̬̙o͖̮w̪̠̣͓̳͝e͖̗r ̪̯͝c̦̝̩̤̯̥̬̀on̪̝͖s̤u̼͔̥m̴e̱d̴̼ ̙͍̮͉̲h̥e͓͍̱r̵̰̥͎̺̗̬͎.̰̺̣̼̣̗̲


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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #41 on: October 02, 2017, 05:42:45 PM »
TERMINAL.exe


Chapter XXIII
Babylon



They knew her now.
What she truly was.

A devil.



And yet she sang so sweetly,
just beyond their sight...

And never in the light.



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O you prisoners of the mist...

iCome play!

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #42 on: October 04, 2017, 03:41:06 AM »
TERMINAL.exe

Chapter XXIV
iSeeStars


Lazula

What do you see?

Was it a trick?

Could it be?

Him?

She dreamed of him...
No...
it was a dream.

She couldn't recall.
Not properly...

A fever dream.
Nothing more.

Closing the door behind her, she attended the lecture as she was wont to do.
She couldn't be alone like before.
She needed somewhere to be.
Somewhere to belong.

Somewhere he  was waiting.

There was a pain in her stomach, but it did not lurch like before.
She was in astonishing health...
ever since her encounter with Constantine those months ago.

Miloslovici.

She wondered about him. He abandoned his faith to take it where he would.
She saw a lion in him, but now there was only ashes and dust.

How was Leon? Such a precocious youth. She nearly killed him in her ego.
She was full of it.

But weren't they all?
She was certain.
It made her laugh.

She looked mad, then;
Her hair a tangle, ancient and brier, seated among the youth.
There was some seniority to be certain, but they were largely disillusioned.
She had seen it before.
It was no wonder, then, when he turned to her, and caught her smile,
reflecting it like a dream.

And though they spoke at length:
She was speechless.

she dreamed of Him...

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #43 on: October 12, 2017, 03:19:15 AM »
TERMINAL.exe

Chapter XXV
Blood Sacrifice




She had to make things right.

Everyone was counting on him.

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They needed her...

For one last job.

She could retire in peace.

She couldn't resist.



She sat at the shores, her cloak torn and tattered,
Her hair long, and tangled.
The sea breeze played over her, but she knew not what truly lay beyond the mists.
She was going to find out,
if it killed her.

She had spilled too much blood,
only her tears would wash this away.

She couldn't explain it,
so she sat alone.

She smirked.




They'll never see us coming.

..


With haste,

She moved.

"No.. they won't."

That's the wrong way...

She grinned.

"I don't think so."

YOU WILL BURN.

She closed her eyes..

Together, then.


She dreamed of him.


My Hero.
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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #44 on: October 23, 2017, 06:41:52 PM »
TERMINAL.exe
Chapter XXVi
Femme Fatale


She played a dangerous game.
It was a sheer slope. A drop into annihilation.
Utter & irrevocable.

She couldn't quite explain it, but that was nothing new.
She felt it in her bones;
Knew it in her soul.

A pain took her then,
Her head filling with a high pressure delirium.
Though she was sitting at her study, she was perspiring at the brow, and shaking.
A deep turn of her stomach made her green and she lowered her head.
It was all she could do when the voices began...

We͉̗ ̢͔͚͉̰̗͍̯a̘̥͔r̝e̵ ̵̗g͙͇̝̥͢o̸̙̣͓d̠̭̝̼̕s̴̯ ̴of͈̝̘̫̥ ͖͈̟̥̲̪̗t͜h̹̳̞͓͈e͕͍̬͙̪͎̻ de̢͖͎̳a̷͙̘d̡͙̤͉̗̫!̥̙̩̖
҉͖
̻́O͉͖̥͍̹r͖̫̥̮͢ig̩̳i̜͉̲ͅn̛͖̘à̹͙͍͈͓l̫̠̲ͅ-̰̪͟ ̻̲̘͔͍̞͈W͚̞̭͈e̤̥͓̙̝̣ ͟ạ̭r̡̖̫ͅè͍͍̳ ͈͕̥͈̩o̮̻̘r͚̺i̴̬̖͎͚̝gi̛̺͙n̖̣̥̫̟͘a̼̺̲͖̣̜l͇̲̮͔̞ͅ.̤͖̺̲ͅ
̷̼ͅ
̳̬̱͎̹̳͙B̰̠̣͟e̥͙̳̹̕a͔͎̬̳u̳ţ̹̺͔̣̫̙i̭͙̱͈ͅf͕͉u̲̜̫ͅl̮̮̥͉͟.̺͎̻.̨͕̺
̨͔̥͎̬
̭͇̮̠̥i̦W̹̞͔͠R͎̝̞͔̙R̯͇̻ͅR̘̜̝͇̥̩R̞̠̖̝̼R̩͔̫̯̼ͅY̜̯͎̰̩̞̙͞!̷͎̘͎͙̲
̸͖̩̩͖̬
̰͙̖͍̥͙Yó̬u͕͔ ̬a̫̠r̡͎̖̥e̥͎͓͔͓̮̼ ̮̪̥̩̣̠̲͞ņ͕o̱̲̤͓̳̯t͠h̥̻̳̰i͏̪̻n͏̹̯̭̱g̲̞̫-̯͕ ̸̬̝͉͎n̥̪o̹t̨̺̦̣̳̮̠h̬͍̭͙͎̘̫͘in̟̝̳͉g͇̰͟!̞̕ ̦͓̦We̘̩̜̣͍̬̫-͇̗̥͇̗͔́ ̢̙͎̲̩̣ͅw̦̟͓̣̗͖e̘̲̰̦- ̠̠̯͈̹͎̳we̘̩̜̣͍̬̫ a͇̪̭̗̥̼r̵͙̤͈e͍̥̠̕ ͟su̩̦͇p̰̫̜e͍̠̻r͇͇̹͉̤͘ͅi̴͈̜o͇͚̳̜r̻̼͓͕̭̗̺.̮͎͔͙͈̕
͉͘

̷͙͍̦͉͔̹
̥̹̗́ͅL̸̩̩̗a̛̤̥̣z͔̹̭̥ͅu̵̜̣l̰͔̠͓̩͢a͔̼̭͔͎̞,͓̭͎̭͍̞͘ ̶L͈͕̮̠̝͉ą̗̫̮̙z̯̯ͅu̮͚̤̗̩̪͕l̬͍͝á,̮͙̖͕͠ ̣̭̲͔ͅẂ̰̤̪̞̺̲̣h̵y̦̟͎̯̬?҉
̦̤̞̩̬ͅ
̸̹̹̩͍̣s͎̤̳̙͙͓u̥̗͠i̴̤c͎̦͙̟i̦͚̳̣͘d̶e̺͚̳̞̻
̺̜̗̹͙̭
̫̩̠̘L̟̼͕͝a͏̘z̦u̼̥̲͠l̡a̗̯͖̲?͉̣̣̤ͅ
̸̜͇̟
̡̘̟͇S̩U̡̫I͔͡CI̤͕̺̟̣͕͝DE

Lazula!

She gasped for air, then.
Panting, and sweating.
She trembled;
Violent:

And alone.



A whisper cut the din,
H̳͟a͏v̲̱e͏̼̟ ͉͈͙̳͚͖y͓̮̹͟o̦̳̬͖u͉͉̯̼ ҉̯͚̼̫f̷̱͎̺o̕r͍ͅg̡̝o͈̦̙̮͡t̡̠̗͙̤t͉͔̰e͏̪͍̻̣̜̼ͅń͍̲,͓̪̯̟̦̮͘ͅ ̷̬͚̱̬͔ͅa̝͈̫l̶̘̬̘r̰͖̩̪̝͔̳e̷̳̹̖̤̺ͅád̡͈͕̙̗ͅͅy?̫̤̪͖̝̳͕

̮͙̣̹͚̖̙I͔̪̝̰s͈̤͉̪͇ ̲̘͖̲̙͓o̮̭ṳ̘̼̰̮̤͡ͅr̟͙̥͢ͅ ͉v͠e͈̥͢ǹ̩̳ͅg̱̙̬é̖̞̗̭͖a̶͚ǹ̬̩̣̤cȩ̗͖̩̫͔͍ ͔̞̭̟s̤͙̗̀u̘͝ch ̻̤͈͙f͕̥͓̖͓͠o҉͕l̵̤͇͇̯ͅl̬͡y͖͎̱͕͢?͕̦̩͍͍̝̠

҉̙͕̮͖Ar̯̣͇̩͈̩͇͢e̤̻ ́y̞͈͚óù̖̱̥͇̬̙͖ ͝g̡̮̻͓̭ọ̮̰i͎n͚͉g̖̫̜͇̹͞ t͏̜̘̦͓͚̰̖o̼̥̯ ͙̭͕͎̤l͔̥̳ͅe̠̞̠t͖ t͔̭̖̭h̦e̵̬̝m͙̭̝̲̹͉ ̢͓̺̥̠w͞i̭̠̼̰̕n̹

She set her face, and raised her head.

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"You are  them."

And then there was silence.

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #45 on: November 05, 2017, 03:49:21 PM »
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Chapter XXVii

The Hands That Bind



"What if I told you I'm sort of scared of you?"
The caravan creaked as the duo were transported so capriciously through the Core.

She considered him then, a pair of dark eyes flickered beneath her cowl.
Ultimately, she smiled.
"Fear not, little one;  perhaps there is a lesson, there."
Her smile was fleeting, as too her fixation, which she turned to view out a small port window of the caravan they presently traveled by.

The Mists filtered by... sometimes carrying strange portents & omens....
Some times voices.

His voice broke her from her ennui,
"Lazula... where are you from?"

She clutched her staff, then, as she returned her gaze.
He wondered to those dark orbs, which he knew too also shone as other colors;
Mood  depending. Such strange moods, such alien notions... She spoke:

"I was borne in shadow & hell,"
She paused to consider his reaction. There was none as he watched her, intently.
"Yet far do I hope to die from it all."
She couldn't hold his gaze, so turned away, adjusting her staff to view out the port window once more.

She gazed thus, and he was silent.



Somewhere,
Out there,
They were waiting...


Flexing, writhing, wriggling & squirming to get back to her.
Those horrible, those terrible, those inhuman spells:
That magic!

She had given up an extensive portion of her mana, by choice,
in a last bid effort to change her ways,
before they consumed her:
Forever.

She never felt better.

She thought of him, then, glancing from the window..
He, too, was waiting.


She dreamed of him.

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #46 on: November 07, 2017, 06:28:05 PM »
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Chapter XXViii

Once Upon a Time Ago





Simpler times, in deed.

Never before could she channel these energies...
Her rampant Necromancy  constricted other faculties of her being, Divinations  were beyond her; blasted secret!
Let alone this new font... this healing mana....
Where did such a thing come from? She was finally able to pierce the veil of invisibility at will, no longer was she required for tinctures and vestibules for sight beyond.

Yet the cost.
The price.

Her birthright...
What her father had given her, was a plague  on mankind.

She vowed against  the eldritch, now.
She didn't need spells to charm.
Nor to invoke that final,  that monstrous  form:
Death itself...
It would never be worth it.
She was free from that burden, forever.

She dreamed of them,  then...
Those she had ever known.

With haste, she moved through the mists.


The End Was Yet To Come


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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #47 on: November 13, 2017, 04:01:41 AM »
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Epilogue

Beyond the Mists



She made it...
She wasn't sure where... but it was home.

They said it was impossible. Nothing is impossible, when so least she stood beyond the borders of the Realms.
She clutched her staff then, and set upon her way;

Into her destiny.

The due was especially refreshing,
And the air was particularly rare.

There were such wonders  to behold,
After all.


Fair travels, stranger.


Until we meet again.

The End

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #48 on: November 19, 2017, 06:49:59 PM »
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She knew the way. She walked it.


"Words are like a currency. The more there are: the less value they have." She remembered him saying.
I suppose the truth is self evident, and her currency went very far, here.

She reflected, as her hair was tended. As her dress was shorn.
When she rose from that attendant, she strode through the foyer to meet the coming dignitaries.
It wasn't every day you got to meet royalty.

They called her a Dragon.



That was only the beginning.



She dreamed of him..

Who would come when all else failed?

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Re: House Zhuelke: "Business & Pleasure"
« Reply #49 on: February 03, 2018, 01:43:28 PM »
House Zhuelke

Chapter I


A Dream to a Reverie

Startling;
I sat up, my head a din & quake.
Blinking, hot. Membranous. Distant.

There was movement in the mists. Just beyond my peripherals.
Yet I could feel it.. hear it.. vibrations, seeming. A profound energy in the otherwise ethereal fugue.

Spires rose about me, the earth trembled.

From the room.

My father was having guests over. Dignitaries: By name, I knew well whom they represented.
My father rubbed his hands together, in quivering anticipation, his eyes were stark, and mad.
He basically drooled at his mouth, though never moist; he fought in vain to wet those arid lips.
Smacking, smacking..

"Lazula."

Breaking from reverie.

"Father?.."

"In deed." He grinned at me, his teeth a deathly pallor.
He motioned. "When They  arrive, it is imperative you perform as instructed."
Lazula  watched him, her eyes dark.
"Yess.
You understand well, my child." He beckoned. I shifted from sleep, sitting my bare feet to the floor; instant cold.
Trembling, I rose. What was called of me... worse: expected. Admired...
I was in his hands.. I don't remember walking. I could smell  him...
The guests were starting to arrive.
I shrank in his grasps.
"Lazula... " Gently, he lifted my gaze to match his own.
He studied me, quizzical. Then his eyes flashed yellow, and He grinned.
"Your blood runs deep, and dark... you are my daughter, my true heir... we  are the last of the true bloodlines...
These lesser lines have served us well over their lives, yet still we need remonstrate the sovereign majesty in our blood."

Grinning.
"What is truth?"

A voice form the hall.

"Sire."

My father turned... his hands slunk from me like limp vipers.
He turned his head to once again address me. He clasped his hands together and smiled diplomatically as he strode backwards a few steps, imparting such words:
"My heart, my flower... he beamed with pride,
My Lazula...

He turned on his heel, his robes sweeping the corner as he passed -redacted- .
I heard a click at the window.



Startling;
I sat up, my head a din & quake.
Blinking, hot. Membranous. Distant...




She dreamed of him...