EnsTren: do you read mirror of maybe? Edmondia: *scratches head* Edmondia: the war mage one? EnsTren: hai EnsTren: funny thing happening on the mailing list Edmondia: what? EnsTren: "What happened if Sev got a matching life ink tattoo" EnsTren: then I had the funny idea "What if one of the tattoos then laid eggs" Edmondia: O.o EnsTren: funny ficlet came out of it EnsTren: *hoogles you* Edmondia: *hoogles back* EnsTren: eeee Edmondia: been musing on King-Robin, I have EnsTren: *freezes cause she doesn't know if she should pass out or throw a party or check to see if the four horsemen are coming* Edmondia: oh, shut up you XP Edmondia: blame the mental images EnsTren: so whatcha been thinking Edmondia: just how the big arsed war got started Edmondia: his position in things Edmondia: all that emotional tumult I'm so fond of EnsTren: ooohh Edmondia: ja Edmondia: fecking with his head EnsTren: tellmetellme Edmondia: we are assuming that somehow humankind stumbles upon avalon Edmondia: big media frenzy Edmondia: "Mysterious Island Rises Out Of The Mists!" Edmondia: and other such things Edmondia: and in NY Edmondia: a certain blonde butler turns on the news and goes very pale Edmondia: soon after comes the Trouble Edmondia: (though how it begins, I not certain am) EnsTren: what dispells the mists of avalon? Edmondia: I dunno. Edmondia: *thought you had thought of that* EnsTren: hmn... EnsTren: I thought that pucky got caught EnsTren: you know how people are about GARGOYLES EnsTren: what about a pixy, with magic Edmondia: they caught a pixy? EnsTren: they scream demon faster than you can say "amen" EnsTren: puck Edmondia: how? he's Owen, ne? EnsTren: Demona hates him EnsTren: I'm sure she could figure something out Edmondia: can't force the transformation Edmondia: so how would you prove it? EnsTren: the only thing that could dispell the mists of Avalon are Avalon itself, Oberon comanding it to do so, a large pay load of iron dumped there EnsTren: she can if he's summoned Edmondia: ah. Edmondia: but can he use his powers? EnsTren: hnnn EnsTren: dunno Edmondia: hnn... EnsTren: anyways, what if the goverment already knows about Avalon? Edmondia: how would they know? EnsTren: how would they not? EnsTren: I mean if magic exists dont' you think the goverment would use it? Edmondia: why should the government know? EnsTren: I GOT IT! EnsTren: WOOOO! Edmondia: ? EnsTren: remember, last story the Mists CAME OFF OF AVALON TO GRAB PUCK Edmondia: ! Edmondia: *bonks self on head* EnsTren: this is not good for the mists, and the mist had to come from somewhere EnsTren: say a little ways int he future Edmondia: ja... EnsTren: and if Obie gets himself killed because of it, well...it's his fault that Puck never got to go back to avalon Edmondia: ? Edmondia: you've lost me again EnsTren: if Puck would have gone back to Avalon, the mists wouldn't have had to leave Edmondia: ja EnsTren: here <========TimeLine========> Mist---------------| | EnsTren: mist removed itself from the future, traveled though itself for lack of a better term to go and get puck Edmondia: k EnsTren: mist had to come from somewhere Edmondia: ja EnsTren: namely the future EnsTren: which is when Avalon pops up Edmondia: k EnsTren: cause the mist left to go and get Puck EnsTren: and it's Obie's fault the mist had to leave Edmondia: k EnsTren: and if he gets killed, well... Edmondia: ...oops? EnsTren: yeah EnsTren: *hugs you* EnsTren: so you have a plan? Edmondia: Puck angst! EnsTren: YAY EnsTren: now tell me Edmondia: he may not have liked him... but... oops somehow doesn't quite fit when you've inadvertantly killed your soverign/father figure type person Edmondia: and he never wanted to be king anyway Edmondia: but has he got much of a choice? EnsTren: more like Obie accidently killed himself Edmondia: knowing our boy, he'll angst anyway EnsTren: but he went out being a king, as a king should, protecting his people Edmondia: true Edmondia: but I've got a pretty mental image of Puck being miserable EnsTren: pretty and misrable Edmondia: he's pretty, as always Edmondia: big wide eyes faintly terrified and shimmering with tears Edmondia: biting his lip Edmondia: trembling EnsTren: eeeeh EnsTren: in a flash back from king Puck EnsTren: or sharing a memory Edmondia: ja Edmondia: exactly EnsTren: *considers giveing you a shake down* Edmondia: *backs away cautiously* EnsTren: gimmie gimmie Edmondia: I have nothing! EnsTren: make something makesomething! Edmondia: Silence. Thick and still with shock. Edmondia: Not a soul dared breathe. Edmondia: Pale eyes widened, terrified of the silence and the stillness. Edmondia: No... Edmondia: Around him, his siblings stirred, a faint wail of grief rising through the air. Edmondia: His vision blurred, and he didn't bother to brush away the tears. Edmondia: No... please... Edmondia: A shriek of exquisite agony rebounded against his senses. Edmondia: ...Titania. Edmondia: ...this would break her. Edmondia: Of all the things in the world - her one weakness was her family. And her lover of the gods only knew how many years... Edmondia: He closed his eyes while Avalon screamed around him. Edmondia: ...tears. How strange that he hadn't noticed before. Edmondia: He could finally cry. Finally. Edmondia: The Puck buried his face in his arms and wept. Edmondia: Papa... Edmondia: * * * Edmondia: End mental image Edmondia: It sucks, I know EnsTren: *dies with a smile and tears* Edmondia: *pokes* Edmondia: I seem to be killing people this evening... EnsTren: yay Edmondia: that scene was yay? EnsTren: sad but good how about King Robin's EnsTren: tres yay in that respect EnsTren: King Robin talking to people in past Edmondia: ja... EnsTren: and looking like a sexy badass king, with no thigh high boots EnsTren: I wonder...would people even connect him to Puck? EnsTren: act diffrent, look diffrent, one's a king Edmondia: the eyes give him away EnsTren: It might even make more sense to think "Oh Titania is going to have another child by Oberon." EnsTren: esp if they don't want to put Puck King and Is in the same sentance without a negative Edmondia: ...? EnsTren: Puck is King EnsTren: how scary does that sound? Edmondia: to whom? EnsTren: fey Edmondia: why? Edmondia: the tricksters would be happy EnsTren: and everyone else? Edmondia: he's been the heir to the throne forever, even if nobody acknowledged it Edmondia: though it's gotta be disturbing Edmondia: especially to the eldest Children EnsTren: yes Edmondia: aka Edmondia: "Hey, isn't that the guy who blew up an island when he lost his temper?" EnsTren: but if Obie and Tania had a child of their own, who was of the same stuff as them and not like Aliel (shadow mist and summer light) wouldn't he get dibs on the throne? Edmondia: eldest issues Edmondia: Aliel was oldest - but he was nutzo Edmondia: technically the throne should have been his Edmondia: the next in line is the next oldest, even if he's sort of a bastard EnsTren: but Puck was BANISHED EnsTren: and a technically a traitor Edmondia: true Edmondia: but he's also packing an awful lot of power Edmondia: that might give them a little pause EnsTren: that he only has an on off swtich to and not much more Edmondia: on/off switch? EnsTren: and if it gets out that "Avalon is at war with the rest of the world with only the New Olympians and gargs as allies" EnsTren: and "Puck can't come to Avalon" EnsTren: who do you think that they'll think died first? Edmondia: our boy? EnsTren: right EnsTren: plus desperation of "PLEASE DON'T LET IT BE PUCK" Edmondia: hm. EnsTren: clinging to hope Edmondia: please don't let who be Puck? Edmondia: Robin? EnsTren: don't let Puck be king Edmondia: hm. Edmondia: but he can't just sweep in and say Edmondia: hi, you don't know me, but I'll take over now EnsTren: he doesn't Edmondia: so what does he do? EnsTren: he sweeps in, see that's Obie alive, eyes soften a bit, and sweeps out to see his old boss Edmondia: "Hiya pops. Having a good day?" EnsTren: gehehehhee Edmondia: *pokeity* EnsTren: "Owen, I believe one of your family members is intuding upon the premises." EnsTren: "Again." Edmondia: "Yes... that tends to be a problem. We like to interfere." EnsTren: A chuckle came from the strange person. If Xanatos had to hazard a guess he'd say that this fellow, who held himself almost like Oberon, was closer in relations with Puck than simply being in the same race. Edmondia: They were both awfully short. EnsTren: And had the same hair, and eyes. No, not the same eyes, this one had sad eyes, old eyes that seemed to be only slightly warmed after ages and grief. Edmondia: A veteran - sick of fighting and of life. EnsTren: It made him shiver and wonder why he had ever wished for immortality beyond Alex and his company? Edmondia: "Because, David dear, you're a moron." EnsTren: To his credit, the millionaire did not jump, though his eyes widened alarmingly and his grip tightened on the large and shiney gun he was holding. "Would you kindly do me the favor of staying out of my head?" Edmondia: "My apologies," he purred with a sharklike smile. EnsTren: David wished he had a bigger gun, much bigger, and maybe his father's harpoon gun, or ten. Edmondia: "David..." a soft, pleasant voice drawled behind him, "Is that nice?" EnsTren: "Perhaps not, but it is prudent, and as nice as it is to muck around in someones head." Edmondia: "That's as may be, but it's still a frog." Edmondia: "...you watch way too much Monty Python." EnsTren: David blinked, more confused than he'd like to admit. What was it with the third race and saying strange unrelated things? They sounded like teenyboppers or something. Edmondia: "...he just called us teenyboppers." Edmondia: "I think we should hit him." Edmondia: "We should hit him." Edmondia: "Why's he staring at us with googly eyes?" Edmondia: "They're all staring at us with googly eyes." Edmondia: "Oh. So they are." EnsTren: Oh. My. God. They, they look more alike than Aliel and Puck, more alike than Puck and Oberon. This was no creepy slight resemblance, this was--disturbing. Edmondia: "He doesn't get it yet." Edmondia: "Can you blame him?" EnsTren: He wasn't too sure if he wanted to. Edmondia: "Cluelessness. Gotta love it." Edmondia: "Love it or leave it, and who wants to leave?" EnsTren: Choice one. Steal Broadway's iron skillet and brandish it about to keep the scary fey away, maybe wear his iron pot to keep him out of his head. Choice two, use same iron impliments to knock himself out. EnsTren: Choice two was looking very attractive, though maybe some nyquil PM instead of iron impliments, though he's still wear the pot. Edmondia: A snicker. "Wear the pot?" Edmondia: "...that is wrong. In many ways, that is wrong." EnsTren: "...Maybe it would keep you out of my head." Edmondia: "Why?" Edmondia: "We like your head!" Edmondia: "It's roomy!" Edmondia: "It's dust-free!" Edmondia: "Once you manage to get around the ego, that is..." EnsTren: "Hey!" Edmondia: "David, it blocks the door." Edmondia: "We're gonna have to remodel." Edmondia: "A little plaster here and there, perhaps a new paint job..." Edmondia: "Plant some flowers around the edge..." EnsTren: "Ow-en..." Edmondia: "Da-vid..." EnsTren: "...Is your relative going to cause any damnage to the castle, my property and or the surrounding area? Is he going to steal my son or my wife or me or you? Is he going to cast a spell on us all? If not I am going to go get drunk and sleep with an iron pot on my head." EnsTren: A light pause, "Spray painting the Gargoyles is allowed however." Edmondia: "My relative?" Edmondia: "...as if our genetics weren't fucked up enough already..." Edmondia: "Please. That train of thought must die. Painfully. Screaming. Possibly leaving flaming bits of wreckage behind it." Edmondia: "In other words..." Edmondia: Two pairs of brilliant blue eyes sparkled innocently. "Don't you trust me?" EnsTren: (damn it, whos the name of genetics guy?) Edmondia: (genetics guy?) EnsTren: (made thailog) Edmondia: (sevarious?) EnsTren: (ah, no wonder why I was getting him mixed up with severus) Edmondia: (ja.) EnsTren: David blinked, and tried hard not to run screaming around in circles. "Please tell me Sevarius is not involved?" Edmondia: "Ugh!" Edmondia: "Ickypoo!" Edmondia: "Is he on crack?" Edmondia: "No, he's on da wacky weed, didn't you hear him?" EnsTren: A sigh of relief, "Good. No I'm not." EnsTren: "And I shouldn't trust you, but I am willing to listen." Edmondia: "Why shouldn't you trust me?" EnsTren: David just gave them a look, "Pink pony tail ring a bell?" Edmondia: "Pink pony tail?" Edmondia: "I see no pink pony tail." Edmondia: "Nor do I." Edmondia: "David, perhaps you should see someone about these issues of yours..." Edmondia: "No issues, he's just on dope." Edmondia: "Please. The man does pay me." Edmondia: "Point." EnsTren: "Huh. I thought it was you, Ow--I mean- Pu--argh, Owen, take a note, find out if one of the gargoyles did something to the shower to turn my hair pink last week, if not, talk to my son." Edmondia: "We-e're confuuuuuuuuuuusing himmmmmm..." Edmondia: "Daaaaavid's an iiiiiiiiiidioooooooottt..." Edmondia: "But Alex is quite talented." Edmondia: "Rather brilliant, actually." EnsTren: David squashed the urge to run screaming like a little girl. Edmondia: Another wicked snicker. Edmondia: "You know..." Edmondia: "...I want my next paycheck, so shut up." Edmondia: "Hee hee..." Edmondia: "Heh heh..." EnsTren: "Shut up or I'll dock your pay for a month." Edmondia: "...should we turn him pink?" Edmondia: "Heh. Heh." Edmondia: "Purple hair, too." Edmondia: "Heh. Heh." EnsTren: "Two months." Edmondia: "...should we shut up?" Edmondia: "That's my two months, idiot." Edmondia: "Brat." Edmondia: XP Edmondia: XP EnsTren: (*giggles*) EnsTren: "Mind filling me in on who you are?" Edmondia: "To whom are you speaking?" Edmondia: "Me, idiot." Edmondia: "No kidding." Edmondia: "I think we're gonna melt his brain." Edmondia: "Kentucky fried mortal? It'll never catch on." EnsTren: David glowered as best he could, but was, pleased that the other seemed a bit lighter of spirits, even if it was at his expense. Edmondia: "At his expense?" Edmondia: "At his expense we could be on a yacht in the Caribbean." Edmondia: "We could own the Caribbean." Edmondia: "We could own the yacht manufacturers." EnsTren: David growled and corrected him, "I already do." EnsTren: "Well not the Caribbean part, buying islands is rather passe, but I do own every company that holds stock and property down there." Edmondia: "...smug little git, aren't you?" Edmondia: "Should we hit him?" EnsTren: "It's his two months." EnsTren: "Three, maybe. I'm considering it." Edmondia: "I say we hit him." EnsTren: "Four months." Edmondia: "I say we melt his brain." Edmondia: "That could be fun." EnsTren: "With all due respect, I think that would make Fox Very Angry." Edmondia: "Very Angry Fox is scary." Edmondia: "We fear her mighty wrath." Edmondia: "However, the wrath of puny mortal man..." Edmondia: "And puny mortal man's measly paychecks..." EnsTren: "She stopped taking birth control pills a few days ago." EnsTren: "PMS is right around the cornner." Edmondia: "We could turn puny mortal man into a woman..." Edmondia: "Fox DOES have some dominiatrix tendencies..." EnsTren: "Which she might decide to explore with you if I being a female does not agree with her." EnsTren: David paused for a bit and appreaded to think, "I wonder what Titania and Oberon would think." Edmondia: In unison. "They'd laugh." Edmondia: "The twistedness of that previous statement..." EnsTren: "Not at me, at Fox going all dominatrix on you." Edmondia: "Please. I'm trying to make the bad thoughts go away." Edmondia: "Fucked up genetics. Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeally fucked up genetics." EnsTren: "So will you tell me who you are?" Edmondia: Exasperation. "Haven't you figured it out by now?" EnsTren: "I'm not to sure if I want to." EnsTren: "So I'm avoiding it at all costs." Edmondia: "We're gonna melt his brain, I just know it." Edmondia: "Yeah. Sorry about the paycheck." Edmondia: "It's not like we need it." Edmondia: "Point." EnsTren: "And Fox's PMS?" Edmondia: "We fear it muchly." EnsTren: "So melting my brain is out, I happen to know she likes my brain a great deal." Edmondia: *snickers* Edmondia: "Don't say it." Edmondia: "I wasn't going to say it, you were going to say it." EnsTren: "At least the things it can come up with. Karama Sutra gets boring after all." Edmondia: "That it does." Edmondia: "Things are so much more interesting when you can shapeshift..." EnsTren: (Gleep! the window closed!) Edmondia: (Gleep! Still got mine...) EnsTren: (send last few?) Edmondia: EnsTren: "And Fox's PMS?" Edmondia: "We fear it muchly." EnsTren: "So melting my brain is out, I happen to know she likes my brain a great deal." Edmondia: *snickers* Edmondia: "Don't say it." Edmondia: "I wasn't going to say it, you were going to say it." EnsTren: "At least the things it can come up with. Karama Sutra gets boring after all." Edmondia: "That it does." Edmondia: "Things are so much more interesting when you can shapeshift..." EnsTren: David covered his ears with the heels of his hands, he didn't want to hear this. "Bad images. I just remember some of my Norse myths." Edmondia: "Norse?" Edmondia: "Do we look Norse to you?" Edmondia: "I think I'm offended." EnsTren: "Loki conceiving Odin's horse." Edmondia: "..........." Edmondia: ".........." Edmondia: "I remember that." Edmondia: "Please. Can we not talk about this?" EnsTren: "Are you going to melt my brain?" Edmondia: "It might be entirely inadvertant, you know." Edmondia: "A side effect of your brain being susceptible to meltyness." EnsTren: "I remember the warning from fighting on Avalon, could you tell me who he is before my brain short circuts itself trying to deny it any longer?" Edmondia: *sigh* Edmondia: *sigh* Edmondia: "I am he as we are he as we are he as we are all together..." Edmondia: "Coocoocachoo..." EnsTren: "Huh? Wait, I think I know what you said, do get me a pillow so I don't crack my head open when I pass out?" EnsTren: And he did, pass out that is. Edmondia: "I knew this would happen." Edmondia: "Warned him, didn't we?" EnsTren: "But his brain didn't melt!" EnsTren: "At least I don't see any leaking out his ear." Edmondia: "Well, I'm not looking." EnsTren: "..." Edmondia: "To see if his brains are leaking." EnsTren: "Oh fine, I will, I need those pay checks!" Edmondia: "Don't we both?" EnsTren: "...Do you remember if we got them," the smaller asked as he lifted the human's head to check for leaky melted gray matter. Edmondia: "...I actually have absolutely no idea." EnsTren: "Oy!" The human's head cracked down onto the stone as the shorter let go and stood up, hands on his hips. Edmondia: "What? What?" EnsTren: "Well you're useful, now I know how everyone felt like when I showed up." Edmondia: "Your point?" EnsTren: "Nothing, nothing. Who are you anyways? I know you're me, but who as in, still the Puck? You sure aren't dressed like it." Edmondia: "...yeah..." EnsTren: "...Don't lie to yourself." Edmondia: "...the world went crazy and we went crazy with it." EnsTren: "doesn't answer the question" Edmondia: "I'm an idiot and Oberon's dead and now I'm king and there isn't a fucking thing I can do about it." EnsTren: And the Puck passed out ontop of his Boss. Edmondia: "...shit."