Great Intentions-Beets the Beetle-07/06/22
Aug 20, 2022 7:16:06 GMT
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Post by Beets The Beetle (Feenix) on Aug 20, 2022 7:16:06 GMT
This job has left me with a right pain in my neck-Buggin’ two actually! Who knew getting lightly snacked on by a..vam..pier?-Would hurt so flittin’much! The Duchess said I shouldn’t have any ‘lasting’ results...Though I do suddenly have a sudden strange craving for fles-I mean cake…Hmmm...
Oh wait!-That’s just buggin’normal!
Oh wait!-That’s just buggin’normal!
All I knew about the mission going in from ruffin’tuff Celina, was that it included vampiers…A word that anytime someone said it put a weird look to peoples faces. Glint, Sparks, Gerhard, Nessa and Celina..They all kept looking they all had..a bad case of gas! I mean vampiers are just big bats right? I’ve seen plenty on my many rooftop-night sleeps, they’re actually pretty buggin’cute!
Speaking of cute, it was my first meeting with our..’employer’, The Duchess. Big fro’fro pink dress, fancy masked face! Charmin’smile. You’d think she’d just walked in from a flittin’party..That is..till she dropped the deets about the Berdock vampier family and their bloody reign of terror and surge for Dawnlands domination! Bug, these seriously guys bite, and it was for that reason we were recruiting them to fight with us in the war!
From a quick stop in the wet and wonderful ‘world’ that is Equinox-Who knew their were so many buggin’fish people in the Feywild? To the sunset,’Demi’plane’ prison, or as Celina called it-The City of the Tragic. Beautiful palm trees, chill-vibes, warm breeze, ever settin’sun. It was..’perfect’, and I didn’t trust it one flittin’bit! It took me right back to that ‘fake paradise ‘Oasis’ resort I’d took Aurelia to for her holiday-And that was before I saw the vampier’s house shaped just like that buggin’eyeball beholder thing from the resort!
This place did have at one thing going for it at least, the buns from the bakery, were flitt’n great!
After we met up with the vampire kids, sun-hatted glamor model Verity and pretty poetry boy Archie-who both reminded me just a bit too buggin’much of the ‘mean village kids’ back home-there was, talkin’. And talkin’. And even more talkin’… And my buggin’heck so much talkin’! I understand this what they call ‘negotiating’, but sometimes I’d much rather let my flittin’do the talking.
I soon got my wish!
After hashing out some loose ‘terms’ as the others called them with the kids, it was time to meet the parent outside of ‘Casa del creep’o Beholdel’-Or as I told the sculpture loving vampire mommy Cassy-“The first house with a face I’d love to punch!”
That didn’t seem to go down too well, but then Cassy was swiftly distracted by a magical mental examination by Glint, which apparently resulted in him and Nessa looking over lots of..ahem, ’drawings.’ It seemed not to be a match made in…an eternal twilight prison for artistic Cassy and her ‘dear’ husband of horror Thress- Who at buggin’least had the appearance of a so called bloodthirsty murderous vampier in comparison to the rest of his family with his big’old axe and armour. But then again, maybe it was all a front. Perhaps he was actually a really flittin’passionate baker or buggin’aggressive flower gardener. I decided to him to the test.
So, before everyone got too deep into ‘negotiations’ again, I buggin’baited him. “How do we know these ‘vampiers’ are even worth all this talkin’? Maybe all this time in the clink means they gone…Soft!” I said out loud, getting a grin of encouragement from Celina and double thumbs..-feathers?-up as from Sparks, as they caught on to my plan, and various looks of..‘Encouragement? Worry? Jealously maybe, from the others for not thinking of this to begin with? You know it was hard to get a read properly as they kept shaking their heads and waving their hands about.
Daddy Vampy though, bit the bait!
The fight was over way too’buggin fast!
As we moved over into a fighting pit, Thresh set the rules, ‘No weapons.’ He said he ‘didn’t want to hurt me too badly’-Heh, big buggin’mistake vampy! I raged up, and beetle chompers at the ready, and let him have it! Ooh blegh, vampire blood tasted weird, like some sticky gone off wine! But I’d barely got a chomp on him on my first fly-by before he healed up-flittin’cheater-and then. He buggin’grabbed me with a huge monstrous claw. “Oh bug!”-I thought, as pulled me in close, smiled down at me with those buggin’long yellow fangs, and chomped down on my neck. YEOWCH!
As I said earlier-bug did it hurt!..But also..as I think back on now..I remember something else. The buzzing drone of my rage in my head, growing suddenly loudly, angrier. Like a hive of angry honey bees defending against a hungry honey bear, determined to keep the intruder out.
Glint then spilt us both apart with a magical barrier! Buggin’typcial, as I really wanted to give Old'Thress some dental work with my horn! Finally after some more ‘negotiating’,a deal was struck, we were able to leave.
We made our way back to the Fort and our paetron, Duchess, who was pleased with our efforts, and seemed kinda impressed with my little biting match with Thress-Apparently not many people come out so well after an encounter with a vampier!
Before she left though, I had just one flittin question-'Who was she really?'
She smiled at my pluck to the others, before she then leaned real close, looked me right in the eye and said… “My name really..and truly is..The Duchess.” Before she vanished.
Bug, she’s awesome!