Adam
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Post by Adam on Feb 27, 2021 21:06:23 GMT -6
Selling his body was one thing, but selling his soul...? This guy’s bed better be worth it! He was usually the one who got paid for sex....and yet somehow he found himself doing acts of service just to have a lay with someone else? He sure was hot...and muscular..and masculine. A bit of drool started to pool at the corner of his dopey smile as he walked up the steps to the altar. Yeah...go ahead and daydream to distract yourself from the creepy vibes of this place. Fuck he hated magic. Why again was he giving a piece of his soul to it....!? Oh yeah. Hehe... And he had to admit...there was something really kinky about finally being the one paying for it. The change of dynamic made him feel powerful and masculine, himself, for once. A nice change of scenery from the more feminine feel he’d had for so long - which was only part of who he was. 1
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Post by Adam on Mar 2, 2021 20:30:25 GMT -6
‘Hot guy, hot guy, hot guy.....’ he thought to himself as he neared the top of the steps. The markings along the walls in blood were creepy enough. The feel of the area was worse. The smell and humidity...? He felt like he could almost hear screams of the past in the stones themselves. ‘Biceps...abs...’ He saw the watchers, who didn’t seem to acknowledge his existence other than to turn to him and stare...he assumed. Their dark hoods faced him, but he could see no eyes shining back. Did they...have eyes?
‘Cheekbones, collar bones, hip bones, throbbing b-‘ his thought faded away as he almost slipped in someone else’s blood. Disgusting! Did people not clean up after themselves here...? Maybe the experience was so bad they ran away before they got the chance. This...wasn’t only a place to make nodes, he remembered.
He stepped up to the altar, himself, and looked again to the watchers.
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Post by Adam on Mar 2, 2021 20:30:46 GMT -6
Clearing his throat, his realized it may not have been a great idea to wear such nice clothes to this...but red was his color, and the watchers probably needed something pleasant to look at. “I’ve come to make a n-node.” With no reply, he added “A, ugh....hollow node?” Still no reply.
He placed the items on the altar and took a deep breath. Okay. He knew he could do this. He’ll just do it and get it over with and move on and have possibly the hest night of his life.....okay, nah. For sure not the best. That freaky prince in Hailander under the Kakkish tree was definitely going to stay the best for quite a while. He blushed, and then focused again on the objects. (Side note....he may be a sex addict.)
Three hollow crystals, an oval living crystal, a healing berry, and a magical knife.
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Post by Adam on Mar 2, 2021 20:31:07 GMT -6
He reached out for the knife, going over the process in his head. The mage had explained to him how it’s done. He just had to get his blood on the ingredients and the node would somehow be made. (Did the watchers do it? Did it just happen? If he had to somehow mash them together he wasn’t told anything about that.) He held the knife to his skin and took another deep breath. ‘Okay, Adam. You can do thi-‘ he gasped, realizing that the berry needed to be eaten before he broke his skin. “SHIT!” he blurted out, quickly looking up at the intimidating company to see of they were offended. They...were unphased. “Sorry, almost killed myself. Heh.”
He put the knife down, shaking a bit at this point, and grabbed the berry. ‘I am stronger than this.’ he reminded himself. ‘I don’t fear magic. I hate it. I can’t destroy the dark mage if I’m just afraid of him.’
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Post by Adam on Mar 2, 2021 20:31:31 GMT -6
He ate the berry, chewing it a bit extra to make sure he got all the juices flowing...plus the taste was pleasant. He should look into making some sort of pie out of these. Were they common? Swallowing, he waited a second and then grabbed the knife with confidence. Clenching his jaw, he slit his hand ope-“MOTHER FUCKER WHAT THE FUCKING OH MY GODS AGHHH FUCK!” He grit his teeth and growled and then whined, hopping on one foot and shaking his hands together while clenching his open wound. “Why do you people do this shit!?”
Seeing the blood slip through his finger tips, his positioned his hands over the four stones. He went across the line and got his blood on all three hollow stones and the living oval crystal. Suddenly a thrashing started from his stomach and heart and head and his joints all began to shake.
“Ah...fuck th-“ he tried to get out before falling to the floor, unconscious.
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Post by Jack on Mar 23, 2021 20:12:44 GMT -6
Node Creation: Success Cool-down will End: March 2, 2022
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