Infinite Possibilities: 2/2 -Beets the Beetle- 04/08/2022
Sept 8, 2022 8:32:33 GMT
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Post by Beets The Beetle (Feenix) on Sept 8, 2022 8:32:33 GMT
Following Part One
I waited…And waited…Waited for the cold hard, very sharp kiss of the axe that was to be my executioner. Flit, didn’t really expect this was how I was gonna go. ‘Hacked to pieces by a cow.’...Wait…This is taking way too flittin’long…Am I buggin’dead yet?! I opened my eyes…
Turns out bull-boy got frozen to the spot mid-killing blow…Well I didn’t want to look a gift-bull in the mouth, especially this one-Bug his breath reeked!
So I got the flit’outta there and ‘tactically retreated’ to recover…By which I mean, I hid under the big table and gulped down a large healing potion I’d bought that morning…Oh sweet nectar of life…Mhm!-This time in cherry!
The rest of the battle was a buggin’blur. I finally managed to do some serious flittin’damage with my new pearly beetle rage-what do they put in those healing potions? I spotted Marto clanking outta the room at full-pelt at one point, guess the poor guy needed the bathroom or something-Happens to the buggin’best of us buddy! Leaving me, on my potion induced sugar-high, to make sure sorceress girl and bull-boy found it incredibly buggin'difficult to read any more flittin’books…By which I mean, I buggin’bit their heads off!
We all looked pretty beet-heh-after the battle, especially poor buggin’Gert. Mr Rescue was clearly flittin’hallucinating from his wounds, claiming that I’d ‘Saved his life’ from the big ‘death-star.’ Death-star..right? Sure I did buddy! Though seriously, he really did buggin’look like one flit from my wings would leave him walking up the ‘The Other’ golden, and much more benevolent staircase. Instead of the..incredibly dangerous ..tricksy..buggin’endlessly deadly one we apparently kept ‘travelling’ on. Personally-I still don’t like the buggin’sound of either of’em!
Luckily for Gert though, his patron Andromy..No…Anny? Mmgh…Hmm..Mr’s Sister….His’ter?-There we bugging go! His’ter turned up again not long after, gave us all a recharge, and then proceeded to give Gert a magical ‘bath’ in molten metal…That were apparently, the remains of her dad-right!
Well after his ‘bath-time’ fun Gert was certainly looking shiny and refreshed-though still flittin’hallucinating, I mean how could Mr and His’ter’s Daddy-Genty-be stood right next to me and yet I couldn’t buggin’hit’em?
Next it was time to play-‘Find Your Orianna!’ Contestants are you ready? The rules are simple. Just pick a portal, flit on through, and hope this the right Orianna for you! I mean there’s only…Four flittin’thousand, three hundred and ninety..something odd choices to choose from…Buggin’heck!
Well, the first star-girl we met, only had eyes for one person, and it wasn’t buggin’Gert. It was Dert! I mean-sure I can their names mixed up from flittin’time to time, but confusing your ‘actual’ buggin’boyfriend…It was awkward.
So flittin’awkward, Marto literally rescue-yeeted’her outta the room through the portal…Not saying a buggin’word….
Portal number two..wasn’t flittin’better…This Orianna was…Gone. And I don’t mean, she’d flitted out for a bathroom break…Poor thing…Gert said her body would ‘feed’ the life of the star that had stolen it…I guess at least, she won’t be lonely up there.
Ahem-Portal number three-Copernicus!-Man I missed that big red moon devil, and his moon cookies- Cop wasn’t here for a cookie delivery though-unfortunately-but was currently in the middle of rescuing a..darker, little flit-bit gloomier looking Orianna. Honestly though, black looked buggin’good on her!
Portal four..What would it be. Fish Orianna? Elvish Orianna?Dragon Orianna?! Oooh that’d buggin’awesome actually!-Nope it was Messy Orianna..Owh..Now that’s a pretty buggin’lame variant…Oh wait!-It was ‘our’ Orianna!-Whoops!
Gert and her got ‘caught-up’, whilst the rest of us tried not to look too flittin’awkward ‘pretending’ not to watch them… Speaking of awkward, Mr’Jerk-Mr-suddenly arrived uninvited to make it even more buggin’awkward, by portalling in Henri-a silver eye glazed human guy, and Gert’s not but almost-boyfriend.
Well things flittin’looked like they were gonna get pretty buggin’ugly..Till His’ter suddenly appeared…and she’d brought her Grandma for a visit…
BUGGIN’HECK! Grandma buggin’bitchslapped Mr!…And I think she nearly flittin’killed him!
Welp! So much for being ‘oh-so’ flittin’dangerous Stair-Lord…Though, thinking back on it. I don’t think I’d ever buggin’want to get wrong side of the Stair-Granny herself-I mean anyone who can walk up and down infinite stairs at her flittin’age must be pretty buggin’tough! A worthy opponent that, this time I think, I’ll happily pass on!
Well, after all that, His’ter opened up a portal for us back to Daring Heights, right under that great apple tree Paradise Frost like use for their famous apple pies..Mhm!
So to summarise, ahem. Gert and Henri got reacquainted, Gert sucked some silver’stair case goo outta him, Kavel and Dert. He then appeared to have one final one sided chat with Genty before swapping his shrinking silver bow for a fancy-silver quill. I consoled Henri for the lost of his young-crush, whilst Gert had a propery-un interrupted finally had a romantic reunion…
Before buggin’finally! I asked the most pressing question that had clearly been on everyone’s flittin’minds this whole stair-climbing adventure! One that was perfectly echoed by the sound of ringing bell towers of Daring Heights as they brought in the new day.
“So when’s the wedding?!”
I waited…And waited…Waited for the cold hard, very sharp kiss of the axe that was to be my executioner. Flit, didn’t really expect this was how I was gonna go. ‘Hacked to pieces by a cow.’...Wait…This is taking way too flittin’long…Am I buggin’dead yet?! I opened my eyes…
Turns out bull-boy got frozen to the spot mid-killing blow…Well I didn’t want to look a gift-bull in the mouth, especially this one-Bug his breath reeked!
So I got the flit’outta there and ‘tactically retreated’ to recover…By which I mean, I hid under the big table and gulped down a large healing potion I’d bought that morning…Oh sweet nectar of life…Mhm!-This time in cherry!
The rest of the battle was a buggin’blur. I finally managed to do some serious flittin’damage with my new pearly beetle rage-what do they put in those healing potions? I spotted Marto clanking outta the room at full-pelt at one point, guess the poor guy needed the bathroom or something-Happens to the buggin’best of us buddy! Leaving me, on my potion induced sugar-high, to make sure sorceress girl and bull-boy found it incredibly buggin'difficult to read any more flittin’books…By which I mean, I buggin’bit their heads off!
We all looked pretty beet-heh-after the battle, especially poor buggin’Gert. Mr Rescue was clearly flittin’hallucinating from his wounds, claiming that I’d ‘Saved his life’ from the big ‘death-star.’ Death-star..right? Sure I did buddy! Though seriously, he really did buggin’look like one flit from my wings would leave him walking up the ‘The Other’ golden, and much more benevolent staircase. Instead of the..incredibly dangerous ..tricksy..buggin’endlessly deadly one we apparently kept ‘travelling’ on. Personally-I still don’t like the buggin’sound of either of’em!
Luckily for Gert though, his patron Andromy..No…Anny? Mmgh…Hmm..Mr’s Sister….His’ter?-There we bugging go! His’ter turned up again not long after, gave us all a recharge, and then proceeded to give Gert a magical ‘bath’ in molten metal…That were apparently, the remains of her dad-right!
Well after his ‘bath-time’ fun Gert was certainly looking shiny and refreshed-though still flittin’hallucinating, I mean how could Mr and His’ter’s Daddy-Genty-be stood right next to me and yet I couldn’t buggin’hit’em?
Next it was time to play-‘Find Your Orianna!’ Contestants are you ready? The rules are simple. Just pick a portal, flit on through, and hope this the right Orianna for you! I mean there’s only…Four flittin’thousand, three hundred and ninety..something odd choices to choose from…Buggin’heck!
Well, the first star-girl we met, only had eyes for one person, and it wasn’t buggin’Gert. It was Dert! I mean-sure I can their names mixed up from flittin’time to time, but confusing your ‘actual’ buggin’boyfriend…It was awkward.
So flittin’awkward, Marto literally rescue-yeeted’her outta the room through the portal…Not saying a buggin’word….
Portal number two..wasn’t flittin’better…This Orianna was…Gone. And I don’t mean, she’d flitted out for a bathroom break…Poor thing…Gert said her body would ‘feed’ the life of the star that had stolen it…I guess at least, she won’t be lonely up there.
Ahem-Portal number three-Copernicus!-Man I missed that big red moon devil, and his moon cookies- Cop wasn’t here for a cookie delivery though-unfortunately-but was currently in the middle of rescuing a..darker, little flit-bit gloomier looking Orianna. Honestly though, black looked buggin’good on her!
Portal four..What would it be. Fish Orianna? Elvish Orianna?Dragon Orianna?! Oooh that’d buggin’awesome actually!-Nope it was Messy Orianna..Owh..Now that’s a pretty buggin’lame variant…Oh wait!-It was ‘our’ Orianna!-Whoops!
Gert and her got ‘caught-up’, whilst the rest of us tried not to look too flittin’awkward ‘pretending’ not to watch them… Speaking of awkward, Mr’Jerk-Mr-suddenly arrived uninvited to make it even more buggin’awkward, by portalling in Henri-a silver eye glazed human guy, and Gert’s not but almost-boyfriend.
Well things flittin’looked like they were gonna get pretty buggin’ugly..Till His’ter suddenly appeared…and she’d brought her Grandma for a visit…
BUGGIN’HECK! Grandma buggin’bitchslapped Mr!…And I think she nearly flittin’killed him!
Welp! So much for being ‘oh-so’ flittin’dangerous Stair-Lord…Though, thinking back on it. I don’t think I’d ever buggin’want to get wrong side of the Stair-Granny herself-I mean anyone who can walk up and down infinite stairs at her flittin’age must be pretty buggin’tough! A worthy opponent that, this time I think, I’ll happily pass on!
Well, after all that, His’ter opened up a portal for us back to Daring Heights, right under that great apple tree Paradise Frost like use for their famous apple pies..Mhm!
So to summarise, ahem. Gert and Henri got reacquainted, Gert sucked some silver’stair case goo outta him, Kavel and Dert. He then appeared to have one final one sided chat with Genty before swapping his shrinking silver bow for a fancy-silver quill. I consoled Henri for the lost of his young-crush, whilst Gert had a propery-un interrupted finally had a romantic reunion…
Before buggin’finally! I asked the most pressing question that had clearly been on everyone’s flittin’minds this whole stair-climbing adventure! One that was perfectly echoed by the sound of ringing bell towers of Daring Heights as they brought in the new day.
“So when’s the wedding?!”