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The Antics of Anjolie
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Anj's Little Beater ...
[12:46] Carrot Hazelnut: rolled of the couch in a trail of slime to lay on the floor fluttering like a young heart, huffing and puffing quickly as the leeches on its skin would open and close, frighteningly sucking and blowing themselves against the surface to keep it pumping. Small fanged mouths would open from the blue phosphorescing leeches in its puffing, blowing small bubbles of drool. The thing shook a little in a huge snore before flapping its wings and roll over. Slowly a puddle of slime would form on the floor where it was dreaming.
[12:54] Carrot Hazelnut: it was then when suddenly some of the leeches would unwillingly lift themselves up and crack over to form small paws, they started glowing green upon tipping themselves, pulling the groaning heart in its sleep as its texture squeaked across the floor on mad trails of slime, *thump thump thump* it went as the small tendril-like paws marched down the stairs in a style according to the 'funny walk book', making the heart and the now protesting flapping wings that would flap with all force to make the thing stay with the lovely croissants and milk, "PFLSH" the thins oozed and splashed and bounced with wild force with each step down the stairs, it slithered and squelched in its struggle of being pulled in both direction. In the heat of the battle between the paws and the wings, upon the heart flashing up the battle seemed to have been won by the paws as they launched the heart downwards with a loud force "BANG" it would violently slam itself to the floor, making the whole area around tremble
[12:56] Anjolie Criss: looked up from her book and to where the loud noise came from. She'd roll her eyes seeing the heart, "Silly heart. I would have come up to get you." She motioned over by the door where two little cat bowls sat. One filled with croissant, the other with milk. "Your breakfast is ready. Enjoy." She'd smile to the heart and return to her book. "And do try not to slime up the floors. I had a bitch of a time getting out the stains from last time."[13:09] Carrot Hazelnut: the paws wildly marched themselves toward the door, squealing upon fighting the temptation of the milk and the croissants and instead get themselves ready to leap up like a frog and launch themselves with a wild force against the door, over and over again, the heart wildly throbbing as it got whipped around and thrown in the milk upon it landing again with loud splashed, its wings letting out loud shrieks upon fighting to get the croissants, huge throbbing tendrilly orange-gold picks shooting out of them upon lashing at the croissants with growing teeth, however the paws would not have it and its crow-like claws would crook their way around the door handle, making the heart and wing as from a bungee jump rope hand from them as it squealed squelched and spat out small drops of slime and blood
[13:18] Anjolie Criss: sighed as she rose from her desk, dropping the book on it. She stepped over to the small bowl picking up a croissant and held it out to the heart so it could grab it to go. Once the heart would take it, she'd open the door for the paws ensuring it got out safely. "Shall I expect you back for dinner, Little Heart?"
[13:22] Carrot Hazelnut: /2me hissed "ccccchop off my pawwwwws....chop them offffff and I sssshall reward you" a very frightening high voice it was that sounded almost like an angels but had something of sharp stabbing cold knives to it too. A voice only Anjolie could hear upon its lashing out to her neck from before. It spoke unfittingly ethereal, contrasting the clumsy way the heart was boinging from the door handle its paws wouldn't want to let go, its wings buzzing wildly though in wanting to pull it back, only to halfway stop and catch breath, making the thing slam into the door repeatedly
[13:29] Carrot Hazelnut: then quickly it was when one of the froglike legs let go and snatched the croissant Anjolie held out.
[13:33] Anjolie Criss blinks, 'I will not cut off your paws, Little Heart! How can that be healthy?"
[13:35] The Winged Heart: "me's leeches, the ones on the back, grew mouths as they started snapping wildly towards the croissant, freshly caught by one of the paws as the others stayed firm to the door handle, now and then wobbling as it seemed to anticipate to find a small opening in the door to leap through, the wings loudly flapping the other way as they shrieked bloodcurdling "NOOOOOO" it through, the horrible cry of a harpy. "YOU WILL!" it hissed then loudly at hearing Anjolie, the paw upon seeing the door slightly open attempting to launch it through it however to be struggled back and instead to have the door smashed by one of the other tendrils lashing out to the door soon as Anjolie walked in. The paw seemed to sob as it was hit horribly by the side of the door and started pulling, attempting to get loose. It's flesh pulsating between the
door in pain"[13:37] Anjolie Criss focuses their skill of Evocation.
[13:38] Anjolie Criss would point at the heart and order it to pause, attempting to paralyze it so she could get a grasp on the situation!
[13:38] Anjolie Criss focuses on their expert skill of Evocation, successfully performs a supernatural grapple on The Winged Heart.
[13:40] The Winged Heart let out a loud squeal before it dropped down to the floor with a splat, like a slimy version of a swatted fly, it's paws shaking like a fly's too. Quickly the throbbing froze and wildly staggered as it fought to stay alive. Being paralyzed and a heart does not go well together it seemed
[13:41] The Winged Heart 's leeches then seemed to stop pushing and pulling sucking themselves against he throbbing heart as they relaxed and squirted out small trickles of fluid, soon as they seemed to relax, the heart seemed to stop throbbing as well.
[13:42] Anjolie Criss blinked "Oh shit!" She quickly tried to recant the spell only paralyzing the paws this time and the leeches so the heart could at least beat.
[13:42] Anjolie Criss focuses on their expert skill of Evocation, successfully performs a supernatural assist on The Winged Heart.
[13:45] The Winged Heart jittered and poofed around when quickly the tendrilly leeches seem to inhale and bulge in a huge force upon receiving the sparks of magic, they started glowing before violently pushing and pulling against the heart again as it also bulged up and squirted out small trickled of blood, then finally the heart glued up and started throbbing again in crackles of energy.
[13:49] Anjolie Criss "Whew! That was a close one Little Beater. Now ... what do you really want to do about these paws?" She'd kneel down over it.
[13:50] The Winged Heart slowly flapped its wings again like a wounded bird, the leeches somehow seemed as they were working their way in expanding and shrinking against the throbbing heard, to somehow continue making it pulsate and keep it alive
[13:50] The Winged Heart chimed like bells "chop. chop. chop" the angelic voice sounded fragmented when one of the paws started slapping itself against the wings with aggressive force
[13:52] Anjolie Criss narrows her eyes at it, "What if I just made them useless ... I'm worried about you bleeding to death."
[13:55] The Winged Heart slowly then attempted to struggle its way closer to the woman's dress "Hoooooow ssssplendid....howeverrr why won't you ooopen up to me? Reeeeaad me a story" it sounded like a hypnotizing force as it chimed and sang in sweet tunes, slowly growing leeches to stretch out into tendrils and softly attempting to stroke the dress
[13:55] The Winged Heart successfully performs a mental influence on Anjolie Criss.
[13:57] Anjolie Criss took a seat down on the floor next to the heart, "Ok Little Beater ... I'll tell you a story. And go eat while I tell you because I'm not sure how long that spell on the paws will last ... "
[13:58] The Winged Heart the paws slowly relaxed as they were dragged along in the hearts turning to the bowl, there it started slurping from the milk softly
[13:59] Anjolie Criss "Once upon a time there was a girl ... she was not the prettiest or even the smartest .. but she tried very hard to take care of a beautiful little goldfish. She fed the goldfish every day. This goldfish didn't eat nearly as well as a heart does.
[14:02] The Winged Heart while listening, stopped slurping for a little while before as quietly as possible tearing a piece of a croissant with its fanged maws growing from its tendrils
[14:02] Anjolie Criss would glance over that heart and give it a bit of 'you're lucky" look. "But still she took pretty good care of the goldfish. Then one day a cat came along ... it tried to eat the goldfish! Could you imagine that Little Heart? A cat tried to eat HER goldfish?"
[14:04] The Winged Heart munched and squelched when it chimed with a full mouth "mnom....the cat's like mnom...my wlittle broth...." it slapped its tendril against the wing before turning to continue eating
[14:05] Anjolie Criss smirked in disbelief, "A cat ate your brother? And how does a heart like you have siblings?" Clearly the heart was telling tales of its own.
[14:07] The Winged Heart tore at the croissants move violently, crumbs flying everywhere as it decided not to answer, however the heart itself throbbed wildly. It would not acknowledge as well perhaps....parts of the entity itself were quite like the cat who had stole someone's.......goldfish
[14:08] The Winged Heart "Ish it ftrue fstory?" it mumbled then in between munching, squelching and suckling
[14:12] Anjolie Criss shook her head faintly, "No no of course not!" Wouldn't want the Little Beater to worry, "Of course not. Anyway .. the cat tried to get into the flat numerous times to eat the fish. But the girl wouldn't allow it. But it would be hard to outsmart that evil little kitty. One day the girl walked through the door and the cat waited until just the right time." Her voice lilted the words to emphasize the cat's sneakiness. "And just before the flat door was to close behind the distracted girl, the cat snuck in! Right through the littlest crack!"
[14:15] Anjolie Criss looked to see if the heart was still listening.
[14:15] The Winged Heart eerily sounded as it imitated her voice, doing the same high notes and whipping its tendril rhythmically to empathize "just the right time" However then it chimed "Do continue", whipping one of the tendrils to the floor as it tried now to throw a croissant in the milk and slapped it into it for dipping it before moving to suck on it with its tendrils like straws
[14:16] Anjolie Criss "Well once the cat was in ... the fish saw it immediately and the fish started to swim very fast! Round and round it went ... where could it possibly go? It was only so long until the cat actually had it. But the fish would not give up, it had to do something! What do you think the fish should do, Little Beater?"
[14:19] The Winged Heart slowly turned, the surface of the slimy beating heard covered in a porridgey ooze of wet croisssant and milk mixed together. It slowly flapped its wings towards Anjolie in some gestures as it throbbed through in glowing veins "maybe it can fart out a rrrrrreeeeek"
[14:19] The Winged Heart made a fart-like noise itself "pft" very short and airy
[14:20] Anjolie Criss frowned at the heart and shook her finger slowly at it disapproving it's manners. "Not while you're eating dear." She then continued with her story, "Well the fish came up with an idea. The one thing the fish did very well was ... " And she'd look to the beater for an answer ..
[14:22] The Winged Heart started jumping, making splats on the floor on its repeated bouncing as it shrieked out "calling out to the deep deep oceans for help so a big waves of all the creatures of both the shallow and the deep could be carried along to drown the house and the cat!"
[14:24] The Winged Heart sounded oh so positively as it splashed and squirted out poofs of wind
[14:26] Anjolie Criss laughed at the heart's enthusiasm, "No Little Beater. It wasn't a magic fish. That would be too easy. Instead the fish did what it would do best, it swam so fast so effortlessly ... " Her voice picking up speed with every word, "And it made huge circles over and over and over again, And because it was a fish it never ever got dizzy! It was good at swimming!!! So it just kept going never giving the cat a stationary target. The cat jumped up next to the bowl and it watched the fish swim round and round. It would swat it's paw in the water trying to catch it BUT ... the fish was too fast!" She took a deep breath.
[14:30] The Winged Heart toppled over to its side, burping loudly from the tendrils as the heart look like it had an extra belly from eating, it then moaned out like a low bass "thaaat is it? noooo large tornadoes from the spinning....no magical trrrransformation? Wassssn't the cat the fisssssh's father?" it burped again when slowly it seemed one of the paws that rebelled against the rest tremblingly tried to push their way up and twittered like a bird, in a flash it was as if all veins in the heart grew up green as its throbbing speeded up to a racing "ssstop it!" the thing seemed to cry out like a snapping string before its wings would wildly scratch the surface of the throbbing heart "itch" it snapped
[14:35] Anjolie Criss "No the cat was not the fish's father! That's preposterous!" She shook her head and frowned at the ridiculousness of it all! (Ok never mind that a grown woman was sitting here telling a Little Beating Heart with Wings, tendrils and paws a story while it sat on the floor belching from a large bowl of croissants and milk - that was all perfectly normal). She continued, "Well that cat go so dizzy, it's body started to sway! It couldn't keep track of that little fish that tried so hard to keep moving. The cat lost its balance and fell clear of the table!" Her voice switched back to its rational tone, "Of course it still landed on its feet but it fell none the less. And the cat stumbled a bit to get its footing back. That's when the fish took a break from swimming. It poked it's nose to the edge of the glass blow and it laughed and laughed at the cat!" Anj would throw her head back laughing imitating the fish!
[14:39] The Winged Heart let out an arrogant huff, its angelic voice throbbing through as the heart continued throbbing wildly and scratching itself with its wings, almost seeming to hunt down where the veins glew up "such a dull story". However then something rather strange happened, as if the rest wasn't strange enough. Once again the froglike paws/legs tried to whip themselves up, now to smack the heart over as if it was in a wrestling match, then upon squirting suddenly it was as if the wood creaked when the same enchanting voice spoke with sudden emotion "m'am...it w-was truly a lovely story a-and I'm grateful"
[14:41] Anjolie Criss smiled, "That's not the end. The cat was so pissed that the fish got smarmy on it, it kicked out the table knocking the bowl to the floor. The blow broke, water everywhere and ... the cat ate the floundering fish. The end."
[14:44] The Winged Heart "WHUAAAT?!" the voice cried out as the heart rolled a bit, its paws kicking its feet, it was almost as if the throbbing heart shot out a massive energy, a haze of light flowing around it when it sucked itself back into nothingness in a deep spot somewhere deep inside the heart, when the wings slowly flapped and the voice chimes more calmly and ethereal again "Goood for the caaaat. It issss but the hierarchy off liiiife and entities sssshall find their plaaaace" it belched loudly as residue slime from the energy it just throbbed seemed to almost slide down in the form of tears, weeping tears
[14:44] The Winged Heart *it's paws kicking its wings
[14:47] Anjolie Criss "I think the moral of the story is to not get trapped in a fish bowl and don't get cocky when you're ahead. So now you've had your story Little Beater. Anything else before I take my leave?"
[14:50] The Winged Heart slowly it was as if the paws, green and glowing unlike the other tendrils who were blue, attempted to stretch out to the woman as it glowed up, when the heart slowly deflated in a big huff and started to snore as it fell into a deep slumber, the porridge of milk and croissant slowly sliding down the throbbing heart in pieces as slowly the wings started hugging it, "GLRRRRH" it snored loudly and fluttered
[14:54] Anjolie Criss would pick up the heart carefully and place it back on the couch to rest. She'd wrap it up in a towel letting it snuggle in. "Sleep well Little Beater ... tomorrow we do it all over again."
[14:58] Carrot Hazelnut: snore loudly as it was placed upon the couch, tossed in a towel. There it would drip and squelch and ooze in slime, now and then its wings flapping as it would dream unthinkable dreams. The rebelling green paws now and then kicking dreaming different things....."how....dull" it chimed arrogantly to itself after having to hear Anjolie's story about a cat chasing a fish.....however a part of it very much....related to it and would soon perhaps try more to win the battle
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