thequeenofstorms

[thequeenofstorms]

Eve raises an eyebrow, before kind of shrugging. "So you're going to turn down help from someone who can probably cover more ground in an hour than you can in eight and happens to have a scanner that can track down lifeforms, albeit a short-range one? I may not know exactly who this Navi person is, but I'd like to think I could pick up the energy signature of a fairy pretty easily in an area like this." She just kind of flops on her back, staring up at the sky with a sort of exasperated look on her face. "Suit yourself. I guess I won't go running around at supersonic speeds looking for the person you managed to lose for the cost of distracting me so I don't have to go to a hellscape that'll likely make me overheat in less than ten seconds... well, okay, more like flying, but still."

"You have a habit of getting yourself into trouble, don't you?" Who said that? Oh, just a silver-haired, orange-eyed girl sitting on a nearby rock. Just watching. It's anybody's guess as to how long she's been watching Helm, considering he probably didn't even notice her until she spoke. ((from thequeenofstorms with love~. These two haven't interacted in forever.))

The Helmaroc King turns his head at the sound of the voice, and growls when he sees who it is. He hadn’t noticed her until now, but now that he knew he was being watched, he wasn’t going to pretend he would enjoy some company at the moment. 

"Don’t you have something better to do than follow me around? In case you haven’t noticed, I have bigger things to deal with than you."

[thequeenofstorms]

A small smile appears on the silverette's face; either she hadn't noticed Helm's tone, or she didn't care. Probably the latter. "Do I have better things to do? Of course. Am I going to do them immediately? Frankly, no, I'd like to stall as much as possible when it come to Ranox. But honestly, if you don't want help, you should just say so, and I'll be on my way." No, I have no idea what Eve could hope to gain from helping this feathered doofus.

"You have a habit of getting yourself into trouble, don't you?" Who said that? Oh, just a silver-haired, orange-eyed girl sitting on a nearby rock. Just watching. It's anybody's guess as to how long she's been watching Helm, considering he probably didn't even notice her until she spoke. ((from thequeenofstorms with love~. These two haven't interacted in forever.))

The Helmaroc King turns his head at the sound of the voice, and growls when he sees who it is. He hadn’t noticed her until now, but now that he knew he was being watched, he wasn’t going to pretend he would enjoy some company at the moment. 

"Don’t you have something better to do than follow me around? In case you haven’t noticed, I have bigger things to deal with than you."

[thequeenofstorms]

"Oh, come on! He deserved every single one of those slaps!... okay, except for that one time, but it was ONE TIME."

[thequeenofstorms]

Notice of Blog Canon Change

((Elsword as of now is no longer an Infinity Sword (because in retrospect that doesn't make nearly as much sense) and is instead a Rune Slayer. This is mostly because Rune Slayer's implied personality is much close to what I've been using for Elsword than Infinity Sword's implied personality.))

[thequeenofstorms]

I hate people generally, but I like people individually.

introverts (via janesblueheaven)

[thequeenofstorms]

Eve cocks her head, mentally searching through her internal databases to see if she could find any information… and eventually comes up short, shrugging. “Never heard of ‘em. Heard of Trocks, but they look nothing like you. And I seriously mean nothing. They’re a lot uglier. Also, they’re assholes. Can’t forget that.”

The Nasod appears to be deep in thought for a moment, before eventually sighing. “To be honest, even if trolls did exist in some form in Elrios- or at least MY Elrios- unless they existed within the last two or three millenia I probably wouldn’t know about them. My databases only go back so far, unfortunately.”

An eerily familiar-looking silver-haired girl walks up to Terezi, looking a hair bit on the confused side of things. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" ((From thequeenofstorms, because Terezi is fun. :3))

Y34H YOU’R3 ON…3V3? OH, PFFT, 1T’S JUST YOU. S1LLY G1RL.

YOU’R3 ON 4LT3R4 W1TH TH3 S1LLY PONGO P3OPL3.

[thequeenofstorms]

((Hey. Hey Eve.))

"What do you want?"

((Did you know that the next area you get to take on is going to involve three dungeons revolving around a volcano?))

"...you better be joking."

((Nope. Dead serious. Assuming the information I managed to get out of Babel was correct, your next destination is going to be Ranox, a more fiery region of Fluone.))

"...someone please shoot me."

[thequeenofstorms]

Eve does a little curtsy, a smile on her fact, before cocking her head to the side, her curiosity now being clearly visible. "Actually, on that topic, I'm wondering... what exactly are you? You're clearly not human... or really any species I know of." As she says that, her eyes seem to analyze Terezi, as though trying to pick out traits that would help her identify the troll's species.

An eerily familiar-looking silver-haired girl walks up to Terezi, looking a hair bit on the confused side of things. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" ((From thequeenofstorms, because Terezi is fun. :3))

Y34H YOU’R3 ON…3V3? OH, PFFT, 1T’S JUST YOU. S1LLY G1RL.

YOU’R3 ON 4LT3R4 W1TH TH3 S1LLY PONGO P3OPL3.

[thequeenofstorms]

Eve simply rolls her eyes with a smile on her face. “Please, you haven’t seen a mess until you’ve seen my workshop, which I really need to clean sometime this century. The only part of it that’s organized is the piles of components being vaguely sorted by function." To be truthful, the Nasod was starting to like this fox already, and though she didn't show it very well, she definitely appreciated the little joke.

Without any degree of warning, a figure suddenly falls into a nearby tree (likely one Coco was standing next to), resulting in a loud thud and disturbing all the leaves on said tree. (SORRY COULDN'T RESIST and no it's not Flan this time)

Coco -who had in fact, been reading underneath the tree previously mentioned- shot up in .2 seconds flat, screaming quite loudly in fright and dropping her book, her knees trembling ever so slightly. 

“CHEESE AND BLOODY FUDGING CRACKERS!” She yelped, staring at the person above her. “What in the world— What the heck was that for?!”

[thequeenofstorms]

A sweatdrop rolls down the back of Eve’s head, very quickly catching on to what the troll meant. “I take it another me has interest in exotic creatures such as yourself… interesting.”

The Nasod appears to be thinking for a moment before eventually shrugging. “I’ve seen a lot stranger. In fact, I seem to recall seeing a giant bird who was dating a catgirl… actually I think the correct term is Felinombra- a quarter of his size.*”

A small smile appears on Eve's face. "Well, you already know who I am. May I ask your name?" Of course, she was a bit surprised Terezi hadn't questioned the fact that she looked visibly different from any Eve she'd likely met, but didn't bother to question it.

((*Don’t worry if you don’t get this joke; it’s mainly intended for my followers, who are more likely to be familiar with the characters in question.))

An eerily familiar-looking silver-haired girl walks up to Terezi, looking a hair bit on the confused side of things. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" ((From thequeenofstorms, because Terezi is fun. :3))

Y34H YOU’R3 ON…3V3? OH, PFFT, 1T’S JUST YOU. S1LLY G1RL.

YOU’R3 ON 4LT3R4 W1TH TH3 S1LLY PONGO P3OPL3.

[thequeenofstorms]

The silver-haired Nasod stares at the troll for about a second, before taking a quick look around, and her palm meeting her face. "Dammit, I must've accidentally dimension-jumped."

Eve sighes, turning her attention back to Terezi. "Let me guess, you know one of the many Eves scattered around this strange multiverse. After all, I'm sure I'd remember a face as... unique as yours."

An eerily familiar-looking silver-haired girl walks up to Terezi, looking a hair bit on the confused side of things. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" ((From thequeenofstorms, because Terezi is fun. :3))

Y34H YOU’R3 ON…3V3? OH, PFFT, 1T’S JUST YOU. S1LLY G1RL.

YOU’R3 ON 4LT3R4 W1TH TH3 S1LLY PONGO P3OPL3.

[thequeenofstorms]

♡ we-love-rain ☂☁

[thequeenofstorms]

Eve can't help but crack a smile. "To be honest, I think it's a combination of both. Angering legions of demons and giant, sentient suits of armor tends to do that... unfortunately a little TOO often. The latter being the reason I found- and by found I of course mean with my face- that tree in the first place." She glances upward for a moment. "Fortunately, that... thing, seems to not have bothered following."

The silverette's smile widens a bit. "And I suppose that is true. Hot cocoa- or really chocolate in general- does smell nice, and I do try to make the most of the senses I DO have... so, I suppose it wouldn't hurt, if you don't mind. As for my name... I go by a few, but you may call me Eve. A pleasure to meet you, Coco." As she introduces herself, she even includes a little curtsy.

Without any degree of warning, a figure suddenly falls into a nearby tree (likely one Coco was standing next to), resulting in a loud thud and disturbing all the leaves on said tree. (SORRY COULDN'T RESIST and no it's not Flan this time)

Coco -who had in fact, been reading underneath the tree previously mentioned- shot up in .2 seconds flat, screaming quite loudly in fright and dropping her book, her knees trembling ever so slightly. 

“CHEESE AND BLOODY FUDGING CRACKERS!” She yelped, staring at the person above her. “What in the world— What the heck was that for?!”

[thequeenofstorms]

"Hey, mun, quick question. Why do people in your world insist on using these nutrient-less, expensive, and overly processed chemicals in their tea or coffee instead of sugar? Wouldn't it taste bad?"

((Well, first off, you can't taste, so that last question is pretty understandable. In most case the difference isn't actually noticeable, except for the occasional metallic taste.))

"Okay... that still doesn't answer the rest of my question. Why go for artificial chemicals that do nothing but add flavor?"

((Because apparently not being careful with sugar consumption and getting diabetes or adding some negligible calories is worse than consuming what can end up being a laxative or potentially getting cancer.))

"...So, the same thought process with that whole 'anti-vaccination' thing I've heard about?"

((Yep. Exactly the same backwards thought process.))

"...your people need mental help."

((Tell me about it.))

[thequeenofstorms]

The only response is a groan, as the Nasod with a knack for falling on people rolls off her counterpart, and struggling to push herself up, before eventually giving up and just lying facedown on the ground. On further inspection, she looks pretty beaten up...

Oh hey, what's that in the sky? It looks like a Temp- *crash* ((Mostly because I'm trying to get back into RPing. I haven't been doing any at all recently. D:))

"…I’m noticing a distinct pattern more and more every time we meet. Mainly because we always meet like this."

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