Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-26380985-20151217174935/@comment-25725102-20151219224907

Ronchellster wrote: You are the pilot testing for a flying machine. Midway through the flight test you get caught in a portal that led to wonderland, over a beach, with a sea so full of aphrodisiac that was purple. Your device has caught the attention of a Jabberwock that approached you.

What happens now?

Well, from what I've read in that Scholar's books, there's only one explanation for this strange, purple-ish atmosphere and sticky-looking sea below me: I must have either pissed off or fascinated a resident of Wonderland.

Crap.

And even more 'Crap' since right out of the corner of my eye I found quite the bogey at 4 o' clock. At first I immediately thought it was some kind of a dragon, but I've never seen one quite like this before. At least, not in my homeland. No, this dragon was big and powerful like any dragon should be, but... ... ...something was off. The color of her scales and wings blended in perfectly with this purple "fog" I flew through. In fact, I almost didn't see her in time before she closed in on me, her face twisted in a very sick grin. And even more unsettling, this grin didn't look like she wanted to eat me...

Unfortunately for her, she's dealing with the top pilot of my squad. And vehicle you got, I can operate it within ten minutes: just tell me how to accelerate, n' I'll take it from there. So, making a sharp turn to keep myself from blowing up in midair was no problem. The real problem was what to do next, because this big ol' dragon-looking thing didn't quit after one missed dive at me...

For what felt like at least an hour, I was in a high-speed flying game of Tag, and I couldn't truly evade her in any way: I tried outrunning her, she's faster; I try to shake her, she doesn't stall for long; I try to find a place to land, she's right there, arms open like she'll literally catch my machine like it's just a laundry basket. "Fine, then," I say to myself. "If she wants to be that way... ...how 'bout a game of Chicken?"

There was no other alternative. I was running out of gas, and I was already out of patience. I made one last mad dash towards the ground, knowing she'll be there. At the last second, I pull up just enough to make a U-turn and line myself up. When I was back in position, there she was, flying straight towards me. Her grin finally was gone, too. Or rather, it became less depraved and more determined. Well, don't worry, Missy. You'll catch my machine, all right. But I won't be in it... ...

I undo my safety restraints, and at the last possible second, I jump out, aiming for the sandy beach below. BOOM! The explosion from that dragon n' my ride colliding sent me flying back, hurtling and rolling in the air. I couldn't tell which way was up or down. All I know was to tuck my head, and loosen my body to lessen the pain from impact. But the impact wasn't exactly as hard as I expected... ...

"Gotcha~♥"

I landed right at the beach, but my fall was interrupted by that dragon, who literally flew through my machine just to make sure she claimed her prize in one piece. She wasn't even hurt, smiling with that depraved look again despite all the soot covering her body and face after the explosion. She brushed herself off a little and immediately looked down at me, straight into my eyes. Upon closer inspection, and remembering that I was in Wonderland, I finally pieced together that this was one of those Jabberwock kind of dragons. But before I could really assess the situation, she had already climbed upon my waist, breath ragged, and I don't think it was from fatigue...

"I've heard of your flying machines, Human. And you didn't disappoint! Didn't think you'd be almost as good as a Dragon in the air~"

"Well, thanks t'you, lady, I just lost mine! How am I supposed to get home?!"

"Home? What are you talking about, big boy?" she replied, suddenly shifting to this strange, seductive tone. "You finally came home. To me~♥"

I was going to ask just what the hell she was talking about, but I was distracted by the fact that her hips were swaying and grinding against me while we were talking. And it was causing a serious reaction down South...

Crap.