Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161024051743/@comment-26517142-20170116094330

Lustia hears the little squeals of Aya and grins. “Oh really?? So, where are they then, little Wurm? Son-in-law?” Her voice, crackling in unknown interference, was clear enough to be heard. “Nunna cracked them down.” Jeiel replied briefly. “I’m thankful I have a girlie from Wonderland to sort things out.”

Nunna snickers. “AUNTIE!! I’m keeping them!”

“By all means.”

“What??” Jeiel managed to say, before Ozma clamped his lips shut. “Right.” HE nods in CHyren’s direction. “True. Better getting stuck in that rut than any other kind of punishment. “

“SHUT UP!!!” *plonk* -sound of Whiz’s kick hitting Jeiel’s knee- “DON’T WAIT FOR ME TO EVAPORATE YOU!! NOW HOW CAN I FACE THAT ARAEL LOOKING LIKE A KID??”

“YOWW!!”

Ix decides to keep quiet. Her hands hit against each other as she thought of something that made her grow redder than before..

Addie: Eh? I’m the Rattler Addie. Don’t you know me? (Addie looks at herself, thinking for a second) Oh yeah. People haven’t seen me talk much..

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Jeiel: (to Aro) You're the man, man. I wish I have wives like that. (Gets a painful stare from Blances and Sebyl) What? Just a joke. (to Aro, in a whisper) Wasn't kidding.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Towards the Isaac(s)..

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Lusta replies to the one in front of her, smiling widely. “Why Isaac, dear, that was completely out of my control. They were whisked out of Wonderland by some scent trail.. and I’m afraid your friend Flamer there knows the possible culprit. Don’t you? ”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">“Unfortunately Sir..” answers Pathos to the Isaac clone talking to her. “She may be family… but she broke the testament we swore that day. Her wrongdoing, her punishment. Even she is aware of the consequences.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Yeah. And besides… she needs to hit the ground for now.”   Mayind slings her hands back. She’s had her head far into the clouds for a millennia.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:3.0pt;text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Jeiel merely shakes his head. “All I know is…. Someone brought you here. Not Whiz. Someone else… but I can’t put my finger on it.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Haia bows at Isaac. “I understand her sentiments, Isaac-kun. She is in the same league as me, given that she is as inclined in the administration of punishment..”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">*PAK~!* “Ow!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">“Haia, you’re encouraging the girl.” Jeiel folds a neat paper fan and stuffs it in his pocket. “Welp Repter, nice to see you’re not convoluted in this mess.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">“Indeed, you aren’t affected.” Pathos fixes the glasses resting on her nose, and nears Repter until a centimeter is separating them. “Pray tell… are you single?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Mayind: (blows whistle) Sister, you’re on fire.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Whiz: DON’T IGNORE ME!!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Jeiel: Anyway…. I’ve got the perfect punishment ready for you all.. (suddenly pulls from his vacant pocket a sliver of forks)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Bellona looks at the assortment of cutlery in fear, Lin starting to quiver from beside her. “What the devil IS THAT, Jeiel-DONO??”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">“Oh this? I CALL THIS THE ‘TRIDENT’S GUILT’.” He says with confidence in his speech. He takes a step forward. Sebyl’s color turn into a ill maroon. “J-Jeiel cutie… Can we talk about this?!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Haia: PLEASE, GIVE IT TO ME!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Nunna/Ersha/Cybele/Ansherine: She’s lost it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">Jeiel: PUNISHMENT!!!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">*piercing sound, followed by harrowing squeals. Lailani’s eyes are shielded by Aybee and Nykos*

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"">“IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOUCH!!!!”

(I'm BAACK!!)