Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28840227-20160625021441/@comment-28840227-20160803174458

Now then, to say that this world was odd would be quite the understatement. I mean....yeah, you had Ms. Minotaur lady, the cat girl, the guards who didn't do anything, but once he got into the actual city, Ted noticed how alike MGQ and this world were. With obvious differences mind you. No one looked QUITE as horriyfing as say the Beezlebubs or some of Ilias's damn angels.

Now with that said, Ted would probably experience more sexual harassment here in one day then he would in one year back home. Groping, butt-pinching, glomping, even what he assumed was a succubus...he couldn't really tell given her rough tough look and silent treatment, attempted to rip his jeans off! Poor fellow didn't quite know it was an lone amazoness.

It was just getting out of hand, and Ted was no closer to finding his way home then he was an hour ago. Also...the air here seemed...off. It was heavy, oppressive and just not pleasent. What Ted didn't know was Lescatie's status as a demon realm, meaning plenty of demonic energy in the air. What was rather unusal was his lack of arousal, and his clear tiredness. To some, maybe it was his otherwordly status, but the incubus transformation wouldn't be qutie as fast as some other men visiting the city.

At last, Ted was about to find a nice comfy allyway for the night until he heard a voice call out to him. Weird clothes eh? Well unless there was a lamia dressed up in a giant muffin cosplay, that'd probably be him. Voice seemed...demending, dripping with authority. Like a student council president.

And so Ted turned around to face his new conversational partner. "Can I help you miss...?"