Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-37629772-20191023101724

(Sorry for taking a bit longer than usual to respond. So how was your day?)

"Hmm...I really don't know..." Theo responded to her, an equal amount of suspicion in his voice compared to Lulu.

His concerns about how legit this whole 'Underlings' thing actually was. It could be anything really, the RMRP or HMEP forcing old world Ratatoskrs to deliver mail in order to trick him and monsters like them into a false sense of security before snatching them up. That way, they could be easily turned into pets/servants by sex-crazed nuts or just straight up executed by religion crazed-nuts

But the reward seemed to be worth the risk, to him atleast. If a couple kicks are gonna be knocking at the inner ways of Lulu's womb soon, then he'd need to find a way to provide for his incoming family. A way that dosen't involve living on hard concrete, stealing food only to be attacked with knifes by angry chefs and meat plant workers, and most importantly, a safe place to raise a child, if not more children.

Should he go check it out? Or would it not be worth it?

(I'm good, you can control the director)

MEANWHILE

"He hasn't been pete tong yet!? For that long?!" The Ratatoskr said, obviously shocked and surprised by both Phil's long, long running career and his infinite wisdom wehn it comes to the clouds above.

"And they say us olde world monsters dae the ones doing witchcraft! HAHA!"

The Ratatoskr realised that him and his partner weren't going to deliver the rest by simply standing around and talking about the weather, so he spoke up about it.

"Anyroad, I think it's time we head, back, wouldn't ye agree?"

MEANWHILE

Verthatoth thought about Roxy's question for a moment.

"Well, I'm not supposed or are legally allowed to tell my clients anything of significance relating to the underwolrd...But you know what?" He said, realising there's no point in kepting Roxy's question unanswered "I already busted you out of a cell and if the case goes well, you won't even remember my name.....so, i guess I can give you some history lessons..."

Verthatoth begins to give a long description of how the underworld came to be.

"When the gates between our worlds swung open, when doors meant to forever remain shut become lockpicked by some unknown force and the horde unwillingly swarmed into the next realm over, their once senseless blood lust had been completely washed away and replaced with sadness, fear, regret and much more emotions. Understandably, they were severely confused by. So imagine you're walking down the street, your ancestor's wicked ways lost to history and adopted by more......let's say 'lewd' methods, when all of a sudden, a beast appearing to be one of your great-great-great-great-great-grand parents drops through a rift in space, landing right in front of you before starting to have a mental break down and panic attack wrapped up into one insane episode, complete with slashing at anything that came near it out of fear and crying out as if they were in great pain."

"You'd more than likely be scared shitless and think of this thing in front of you as nothing but a savage blast from the past, that needed to be contained and locked up like some animal. Now, think how a human would react instead, the order makes it clear they still despise your species still, despite your change in behaviour and appearance. Now think how they would think of these newcomers.....They'd think to take up arms, fire and pitchforks, eager to exterminate the new problem present before them. Old world monsters ran and hide away, scared for their lives, thinking they would need to forever be forced to live in excile.....until..........he arrived ......."

Just as Verthatoth finished his lengthy lesson, Charlotte swung by and dropped off their requested meals.

"I hope you find it enjoyable" She said, giving a warm smile before heading off to the next table. Verthatoth smiled backed as steam wafted from the pastry in front of him to his nose.