Hmmmmmm~ Below cut if you wanna see pretty 'demon' man-booty <3<
I still want to grope that ass... it looks so squishy and... and pretty and... *flails*
Anyway, I shall come clean... not many people will know of this fellow because in reality I've never mentioned him fully and never did much with him. The title "King of Parasites" comes from the fact that he was the first of the Parasite Dragons that live in hell.
That's right, this is Ashendale In his... more solid, Aviur 'Demon' form. He's one of the few that can take on such a drastic, solid form. His... children... often can't, and since he's kept inside of his 'lair' with them, they cannot grow into something as great as him. They remain, small... and cute little 'hatchlings' until Val decides to throw someone in there for punishment
So yes... I am going to continue drooling over dat ass...
Oh no you're not, not without
*drools too*
So... pretty TwT...
OH YES I AM MWAHAHAHAHA! Yes,
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
*sigh* Why are the
LMAO! Well he is a parasite
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
Hmmmmm~ The only part I'm
A reward, you say? Well. I can't think of any 'Missions' but to go get Fingerprint some sunflower seeds. >:C
Then I'll pay him in truesilver ore. And maybe something extra~?<3 :U
I'll give him a package of
Ashen: Cookies? *tilts head*
LMAO! Oh he's precious |D Being locked in his lair for thousands of years had warped his mind a bit |D
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
B'Aaaawww, little thing! >w<
Ashen: *pokes at it tilting
Noooooooo~ Might make you hyper though <_<
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
*chuckles* No worries, it's
((Sorry I was bored and saw
With a careful approach, a large flower in one of her two hands, the female smiles.
"This is a sunflower, they hold sunflower seeds when the time to harvest is right. They're beautiful and can grow to as tall as you are! They always face the sun, and they're pretty to look at."
With another smile, she offers the sunflower to the Parasite King, knowing that he might not accept such an offering, but it's worth a shot, right? The female was tall and slender, she bore no clothes for her fur was her clothing. But if she was given clothes, she would wear said clothes. She had an ear missing to her skull and a large fingerprint on her forehead. Her eyes were a gentle gray. Her fur was a light green, green as the sun bleached grass that grew in the Material world.
"This is just a small one, but it contains sunflower seeds. And don't fret, they're not poisonous. I wouldn't want to poison a potential friend, would I?"
@CW:
Ashendale: *licks it and tilts his head before munching it* >3>
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@Fingerprint:
Fffffffffffffff that's adorable *huggles that picture* ;3; so cute <33333 and no worries
He would watch the... strange creatures approach. Being locked into that lair of his for the thousands of years of his imprisonment he'd never really been 'let out' before until this particular time. Which wouldn't last long, the moment Valturez would get wind of the Parasite's 'outing' he would be thrusted back to the lair and left to stay where he belonged.
His looks were... strange... he was almost completely human save for that tail, the three fingered hands and those horns. But, his skin was gray, a very dark almost ashened gray in coloration... despite that though it held a very high sheen to it, like the shine of the sun on a lake. Which was, in essence what his body was made of. While he held a solid form, it wasn't fully made with a structure on the inside... but that's what a parasite was in general right?
He held a quizzical look to his face, the red and yellow markings a very nice look when paired with those white and black eyes of his. He listened, taking in what the female said... curious as always as he looked to the flower that she bore with her. Really, the parasite rarely saw such things... wonders really from the 'outside world' so it was interesting to learn of it. Those eyes looked to the flower before he gently took it and looked at it "Potential friend?" the word was foreign to him... never had anyone desired to be 'friends' with him because of what he was.
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
((^^
The lupine female lowered herself to a small bow as she stood her regal height.
"I understand you've been locked away for many a time, and this may be all but a strange language to you."
She said with a soft tone, one that seemed to have an excellent effect of lulling babies to sleep. She looked over to her left, her 'missing' ear was now clear, the deep patches of missing fur and torn skin was clear, but it didn't bother the female. She returned her eyes to the male.
"You're quite a beautiful creature. Colors that clash so well, like a raging fire."
(I didn't think Ashendale
After all, he'd given things many injuries during his times in that lair and prison. Another chuckle, so she knew of his time and how he was locked away? That was... interesting to say the least... "You think I am a beautiful creature?" His words came out with a gentle purr to them... he did enjoy such compliments, they did lift his spirits at times "I suppose you could think my former host for such... a fiery color pallet."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
((Well, he is handsome, I'll
The female smiled.
"Then I shall thank your previous host, although I doubt its alive."
She said with a soft chuckle. She figured that this person wasn't going to harm her, just yet anyway, so she opened her maw to say more.
"Pardon my rudeness, but my name is Fingerprint. Those who think it's a mouthful call me Kuje."
She said with a small bow of her head.
"If you like, I can show you the Material World. I bet you're wondering how I got to Hell, but that can be saved for another time."
She smiled in a playful manner.
(He gets that handsome face
Another chuckle from him "Valturez is still alive... despite my being removed from his body, his father mended him from the damages I dealt." Another soft purr, he didn't mind her, in fact... he seemed to enjoy the company. Being alone in a lair with only your 'children' was one of the worst things imaginable. Especially when your young could talk besides small little shrieks and squawks at him.
He held a gentle smile of his own as he watched her bow, listening to the name... a strange name... "Fingerprint?" He repeated, giving a gentle bow himself... he knew manners, knew how to be polite. It was hammered into his mind while he stayed dormant "Most just call me Ashendale... or Parasite depending on which you prefer..."
He shifted, crossing one leg over the other and he chuckled softly at the playful manner she held "Perhaps ... look around wouldn't be a bad idea... it'd be good to stretch my legs."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Oooh~
Fingerprint nodded, it would be a good idea to get some fresh air and perhaps to move around a bit. Being dormant for far too long caused bones to become brittle and the mind to grow weak. But this man didn't seem to be showing any of those signs, so it must be a different form of dormancy.
"Ashendale. A beautiful name."
She said with another of her smiles.
'Yes, it would do the body wonders to stretch out one's legs every now and then. And to put fresh air into the lungs."
She offered her hand to guide him outside to where she came, her paw pads were the same color as her eyes, a soft sooty gray. Her claws were the color of the dark abyss, sharp, but not sharp enough to cause real damage. She wasn't a fighter anyway.
( Hehehehehe, I still need to
"A beautiful name huh?" He grinned, he loved the compliments... enjoyed them, not many considered the... strange thing to be beautiful, or anything more than a disgusting slop that Valturez used in his ways of punishing others. He shifted some before carefully taking that hand, not worried at all if he would get cut or anything if those claws would have been sharp enough.
He looked at her paw, his skin would feel like a very... slippery silky skin... almost like an eels just without that slimy feeling to it "Air I am not worried about, but that stretch sounds promising..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Ah yes, I can see what you
Her fingers curled around the being's and she smiled.
"And myself must keep said promises."
She mused, gently tugging him along towards where she came, making sure that he had enough strength to walk on his own before she let go of his hand. Her tail was slightly crooked, but that didn't bother her. It did hurt, but she never showed it. She walked like a human, like a person, but slightly hunched forward to allow balance.
"This is an interesting place, Ashen."
She noted, mostly speaking to herself.
( I might try that when I get
"It is?" The parasite chuckled some at it, not many found... the place interesting. After all a lot of it was just simple, plain... boring to anyone. That is unless one visited the city or the palace where he was locked away... well he wasn't locked away directly in the palace but under it. In the mountain that the thing was on.
So many years of sludge that built up from him and his brood... they weren't normal at all, bodies being made completely of a thick tar... though his hatchlings and young were not solid like he was. Really, he was keeping up with her well enough "I didn't think anyone would find this place of interest at all..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Yes, it can be quite hard
"Now why would it not be interesting? If one has never set food in a place like this, then it is interesting."
She said softly, dragging her fingers along the runic walls or whatever the walls were made of. She looked around herself, above her, to her left and right, and everywhere else. She made a mental note of every sight, feel, sound, and smell the place held. It wasn't really homely, but it was somewhat close. She didn't even know how she got here, to this world or realm. She just simply... Woke up.
"Feeling any better?"
She asked, turning a quarter to look at the one she led out.
( Yes, I've been breaking in
"Most fear the place... and it doesn't surprise me that they do really..." A little chuckle came and he watched her, seeing her hands grazing along the smoothed stone that had the elegant carvings in them. Many things here were beautiful if one looked beyond what the place was... and where it was. But he never admired it's beauty... he destroyed half of the place before.
"Quite a bit better... it's nice to finally be out of that lair... I get so... lonely in there when I do not have a brood mother with me..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Haha~ Colored pencils are
"Loneliness is something we all have. Even when we're with someone, we're lonely a very low precent."
She noted, she knew it all too well. She had been alone most of her life, but she did enjoy the company of others, even strangers. Even if she was allowed to, she would cuddle with them. She loved to touch skin, the feel of it, the smell. Everything. She put a hand to her missing ear and scratched it a bit around the scars and scabs. She shook her head afterwords.
( I had one of my teachers
"All the comforts in the world wouldn't bring me any joy really... what I am, I can't really feel much in terms of any emotions. I'm just a parasite, a creature that's mind is focused on breeding and creating more."
The creature shrugged his shoulders, that's the main thing about his kind... Feed, and Reproduce and grow. Though he had long since finished growing, and was already fully evolved... though his mind and body were still taking in everything to... improve his looks. His eyes followed her movements... wtching the scratching near that scarred and scabbed area "Hmmmm you've seen some fights before? Or is that just an old... wound?"
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(I drew my teacher two
"Birth. Grow. Reproduce. Die."
She said without any hint of emotion.
"It's the same for everything. We're all parasites. We're parasites to this earth, eating it's food, destroying it's trees, whatever else we do."
She smiled at his question.
"It's from a fight. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Cost me my ear and almost my tail, but it's nothing really. Just glad to be alive."
She said, petting the soft fur on her arms, the pastel tint of green of sun bleached grass.
(I know XD I've never
He chuckled "Sadly for me there is no real death in it..."
Ah yes, he was just like the host he came out of... immortal, everlasting... ever young and without a care... however you wanted to say it. Often times he felt it a curse really, to be forever living but then again he enjoyed it... about five times a week he was provided a good brood mother and that was the life... producing and watching his young. But again, it was all so... boring...
"Everyone is thankful to be alive after any fights... even my dear host is thankful to be alive after the attacks that came onto him..." He chuckled more "You look soft to the touch..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Wow! That's a long time!
"Soft to touch I am."
She said with a slight bow of her head, her eyes remained focused on the other as she spoke.
"You seem cold to the touch."
She smiled.
(Hehehe, it still surprises
"Cold to the touch and cold in the body... what you see here is just a mere... illusion really. I'm nothing more than a pile of sludge that has taken on a form that helps my travel around..."
He watched her bow again, chuckling some... and he smiled, this was quite interesting... she was interesting. He shifted and rolled his shoulders "There's no bones in this body even if it seems as such."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(I bet it would surprise me
"Without a doubt, many things must retain a shape. Bones or no. Air is a shape of it's own, too small for us to see. Water just fills it's container and retains the shape until poured out. Solids stay the shape no matter what, unless broken."
She replied, her hands coming together at the paw tips.
"Life full of so many mysteries. When you can't die, it's best to go and solve them."
She smiled.
Oooh looks like someone my
Iugulare - *nodnodnodnodnodfreakingnod*
(Heh, yeah... most of my art
"Yes but I cannot discover all of them when I am forever locked away in my lair..." He chuckled and shifted, listening to her words.
She had such a way with them, and it was interesting to him "You have such a way with words..." He mused softly and shifted as he walked along "Luckily I cannot be broken all that easily..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(I hated my art teachers. I
She smiled at the compliment.
"Thank you, I suppose I do.."
She paused in her tracks to look around before she continued onward towards what appeared to be a fallen pile of part of the 'lair' itself. She found a stone and seated herself upon it, being careful not to destroy whatever was destroyed.
"Sometimes, never being able to be broken is the best thing."
(Really O_O all the Art
"It is?" He questioned watching as she took a seat... he shifted, looking around the area a bit... being locked in his chamber for so long he forgot how massive the place was. Then again, it was on the insides of a mountain in which the only entry point was from the palace.
Or so he thought...
"Funny how being locked away for so long makes you forget the size of things..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(There was one out of the
A soft chuckle escaped the lupine's lips. She rested her chin on a hand that was rested on her knee as she drew it up to her chest. She watched him shift now and then.
"Oh.. I would suppose that's true."
She said, nodding slightly.
"I guess when I'm asleep for so long, I forget what's reality and what's fantasy. But getting wounds clearly tells me that this is very much reality."
(That sucks D: There were
"Heh... sometimes it takes that small bit of pain to wake up from a fantasy..."
How would he know? He rarely felt pain... his species never knew of such things... they were made out of nothing but a thick tar and sludge that was capable of holding a form or shape. Whenever it was poked or torn, it would just remake itself.
If it was blown apart? It would just reform and mend what was lost.
"Of course I've never truly been able to... feel pain..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Lucky ducky. ; v ; But I
"Never felt pain? I wish I couldn't feel pain, but pain is a reminder. A reminder to do what you set out to do, that nothing will stop you. No matter how much it hurts."
She said, she had a way of being philosophical, even when it was unintended. He was made of tar he said... She thought to herself, looking at his body in admiration. She had the urge to feel this 'tar' skin that he possessed. She was an odd one, she enjoyed the feel of skin and the smell it gave off. She didn't care what it was made out of as long as it was skin.
"I'm sorry, but this is going to sound strange."
She started, both legs were now straight out as she folded her hands in front of her muzzle.
"I have this odd addiction to feel skin. To know what it feels like and how it smells... I was wondering, is it alright if I have a touch of your skin?"
She asked, looking at him, she let out a chuckle.
"If you're not comfortable with that, I understand."
Your anatomy skills are « *o*
Those face, claw and markings are, to put it simple, epic v_v
( Quite frankly... so am I
There was a chuckle, an... addiction to skin? That was quite the interesting thing to here, he actually didn't mind that she wanted to touch and feel it... to have a wiff of it even. Though he doubted it would smell pleasant, really if punctured the oder of his body would be foul... extremely foul. Like something had been left to rot for weeks in the sunlight before being tossed at the bottom of a lake then getting fished out once again.
Extremely disgusting smell... he shifted, chuckled again before shrugging his shoulders looking at her "If you desire to have a feel go right on ahead... I do not mind, just... take care not to break through. I don't think you'd enjoy the smell all that much as it's quite the foul scent..."
@ Eternal: Ffffffffffff I'm not that good with anatomy >3> <333333333 *hugs*
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(Oh 3 years older then me~
With a content huff, a mix between a sigh and purr, she stood and made her way towards the Parasite King. She circled around the man, her snout pointed downwards so she could get a better view of whom she was looking at. She paused when she was at his side, with both hands, she reached for his hand, holding it in hers as she ran her fingers across the two knuckles in her hand. She liked the feel of how smooth and glossy it was. It wasn't like asphalt, it was like glass. Her eyes were focused on the hand as she ran her fingers around the palm as she turned it over.
"You have very beautiful skin."
She commented with a shy smile as she brought the hand to her muzzle, taking in the scent. It did indeed smell like rotting pile of carcasses, but she didn't care. Each and every person had a unique smell. She didn't flinch the slightest when the rancid stench filled the back of her nose, she was used to such smells. After all, she had her share of scents of many kinds. Birth of newborn, to the death of a stranger. The scent of a rotting carcass left in a confined area and left to melt in such a humid place.
"Your scent holds many stories. Many sufferings. But that is what makes you... You."
She said as her fingers ran along the knuckles again and over the nails or 'talons', whatever he called them.
"Such a unique skin structure, it's very lovely."
She smiled, now running her hand up the man's arm and feeling the muscle lines. She was observing how such an interesting creature made of nothing but sludge and tar could harden into something as handsome as this. She wanted to ask questions, but she had none to ask.
(I didn't mind it too much
His eyes would watch as she moved, they would take every movement... every reaction... ever bit of what she was doing in. He didn't mind the soothing touch on that skin... didn't mind that she was doing the things she'd been doing. In fact, he'd found it terribly interesting to think that a 'monster' such as himself could bring such interest to himself.
He took in the words she said, listening to each and every one of them as she spoke them so smoothly. Beautiful skin? His scent held the tales of many stories... indeed... unique? He chuckled slightly watching as she brought her hands up and along his arm... watching her feel the muscles and how... tense or tight they were. Everything on the inside below that 'hardened' exterior skin was nothing but a squishy mess really.
"Enjoying the new feeling?" He questioned softly.
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(I don't see why not, you're
When she had gotten her fill of the skin, she detached herself from the man, her hands folded together at her front. She looked at him with those smoky eyes.
"Yes. It's something new, and it's something I like. Sorry if it seemed... Weird."
She pardoned, a small bow of her head.
( XD After awhile I was lucky
"It's not weird at all to me... just something that you have with you." He chuckled some and shrugged, he didn't mind it... it was interesting, something new and something... well that he never knew one could enjoy or get a like from.
He watched her bow some before shifting and moving a hand up, gently bringing one of his claws up and sinking it into the hardened layer drawing it down to let the liquid inside bubble out a hair "Funny how it bubbles and oozes... it's like a very thick blood..." he chuckled.
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
(That's cooooooooooool. I
She watched with those ashen eyes, her brows arching as she watched the bubbling substance. She knew that he couldn't feel the pain, but she felt somewhat of a relation inside. She didn't know if she should interfere or just let him do what he wanted. It was his body after all. And he said that it was nothing but solid tar or asphalt of some kind. But it was interesting. She had seen blood flow like rivers and creeks, some like waterfalls and flooded rivers.
"Yes... It's unlike our blood we possess."
She agreed, still unsure of his action. She decided that if he was doing that, maybe she could compare. She held one of her arms up to her muzzle and sunk in one of her canines. She winced at the sharp pain, but it soon subsided. She held her hand away from her mouth and looked at it. It did nothing but make a small dome before it ran along her fur, staining it a bright and somber red. It didn't do anything special.
"Very different indeed."
She said, moving to lap up the blood before it damaged her fur. She learned in her previous lives, even as her human life, that blood was easily removed by saliva. She didn't mind the taste of blood, for she ate many a thing raw and bloody, and so it was just a habit of hers to clean up after herself.
(Fun until someone decides to
"Indeed... you didn't have to do that though..." He chuckled before holding up the wounded area, the tar like blood bubbling more before it slowly worked and solidified itself back into that hard skin of his body "This was our means of protecting the hosts in which we resided in. When cut, when injured... instead of normal blood like your own a host infected with one of my own would bleed this."
He chuckled more "And that blood, living blood as many of the demons have come to call it... would coat the body. It granted the parasite within a chance to... what's the word... possess the host and take over. Using it's blood and 'body' to form itself and attack. I did it a few times to dear Valturez... which he never enjoyed. Since the first time I'd done so I destroyed his dear mate and unborn son."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
She looked up when he said
"That's too bad."
She said with a tilt of her head, still licking the wounded area. It soon stopped flowing and she smiled to herself. She looked up after she put her arms behind her back.
"You were just a parasite trying to survive. I don't blame you or any of your actions. I'm not going to judge you on what you've done."
She said with a small nod of her head, smiling at the man.
"Actually... I was jealous to
"That and I was annoyed that it would have been my hosts child and not my own... at that stage in my life my thoughts were on escaping the body. Of course, back then I wouldn't have been stable enough to survive outside of it."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
The other listened as the man
"You are stable now, yes? Why not go find a lover, and make children that don't scream and gurgle at you like the ones in your prison?"
She said with a small chuckle.
He chuckled deeply for a
"Sadly that would not be quite something I could do... I'm just a parasite, I cannot feel such emotions as 'love' or anything of that sort. And my style of mating isn't the same..." The parasite sighed some shaking his head and purring deeply for a moment "I'm stable thanks to the Elemental Lords... they did not wish to kill me, so they gave me the stability that was required to keep me alive..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
True, parasites had their own
"Shame.. But at least you're well enough to grab a new host."
She said with a laugh. She knew that this was serious, but not everything had to be so serious.
He chuckled softly "I kinda
And really, he couldn't ask for more... freedom even if it was in a dungeon, free brood mothers... the only thing required was he kept a steady supply of parasites for the King.
He chuckled more "Even if it is... a limited freedom." He laughed a bit himself, running a hand through his hair.
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"