Sceldrant's Comet

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by Michael Rogers


  Trevour: "I don't believe that concerns you, sir?"

  Man C: "Warrior scum!"

  Luna: "Aha, look at these dickwads!" *She grunted, storming up to the party for support.*

  Destiny: "Yeup!"

  Man A: "Dick wads?" *He chuckled in disbelief, glancing at the men and women in his guild.*

  Rachael: "What's your problem, dude?"

  Woman A: "Like, dude?"

  Woman B: "Tee hee. What a manly acting woman!"

  Luna: "Aha, you wanna pay-out looks? You actually look like a man, Helga!"

  Woman B: "Helga?"

  Luna: "Need some help waxin' that hairy chest and back of yours, sugar tits?"

  Nathan: *He discreetly smiled at Luna.* (She's so wild..)

  Man A: "We failed our guild's mission-"

  Woman B: "Don't bother explaining it to them." *She hissed.*

  Man B: "I need a few drinks."

  Man A: "These dirty lamps are in the way."

  Lezard: "Ouchies! Morale has been dropped!" *He squealed, shaking his bottom to each side.*

  Luna: "Boohoo, you failed your mission, have a cry, aye."

  Woman A: "You don't know what it means to fail a request!"

  Twortz: (I have no intention of this, this childish guild business.) *She sighed.*

  Rachael: "How hard would being in a guild be?"

  Man B and C: "Hard!"

  Woman A and B: "You have no idea!"

  Man A: *He pointed at Lezard with a frown.* "We call your weird friend some names, and then-" *He pointed around the entire party.* "Your whole party comes to the rescue."

  Trevour: "Isn't that what it means to be in a guild, sir?"

  Man B: "You're a warrior, you couldn't possibly understand!"

  Karol: "Then, what does it meen?"

  Man A: "We all don't have a home."

  Woman A: "We've lost it one way or another."

  Karol: (They all dhon't have a home..?) *He silently kept to himself.*

  Lezard: (They don't...) *He looked slightly sad.*

  Twortz: "How exactly is this our problem?"

  Nathan: (Cold.) *He glanced at Twortz before focusing his attention back to the guild members.*

  Rachael: *She looked at the wooden building, watching the four flags flap in the non-existent wind.* (So, a guild seems to be more than a club-)

  Man A: "You see those flags?! Our guild will one day be on those pedestals!"

  Trevour: "So those flags represent guilds?"

  Woman B: "He doesn't know anything."

  Man C: "Of course!" *He growled at Trevour in disgust.* "Those are the four strongest guilds across the land!"

  Man B: "The Blazing Trio-"

  Man A: "The Seraphic Sunders, the only guild with two members."

  Man C: "The Black Brigade."

  Trevour: (You're joking!)

  Luna: "The Black Buggers? Ain't them the same people we encountered?"

  Woman B: "And The Seaside Bandits."

  Man A: "Let's get a drink!" *He shouted and rudely pushed through the party, staggering down an alleyway.*

  Karol: *He watched the five-member guild stagger out of his sight.* (A guild.. A place for people with no homes..)

  Lezard: "Well, they were friendly people, bwarharh."

  Luna: "Um?" *She raised an eyebrow at Lezard.*

  Rachael: *She lowered her arms and relaxed, glancing at Twortz.* "Twortz, you need to collect your clothes from the store, it's all bought."

  Twortz: "Then why?"

  Luna: "Some crazy cross-dressin' Asian wannabe said so."

  Nathan: "A man shouldn't act like that." *He sighed to himself.*

  Twortz: "How inconvenient.."

  Trevour: "I'll escort you, Twortz."

  Lezard: *He stretched and wiggled his bottom.* "Now that our heroes are back together, why don't we all rest at the Inn?"

  Nathan: "In the castle?"

  Lezard: "Yuppers!"

  Rachael: "We'll meet you inside?" *She spoke as if they were about to part ways.*

  Twortz: "Obviously." *She cupped her hands behind her back and readied to leave.*

  Luna: "Shouldn't someone who's actually been to the store escort you, Twotters?"

  Twortz: "I'm quite aware of the advantages, Lighten."

  Luna: "Ooo, my last name, watch out-"

  Twortz: "We will meet you in the castle." *She waddled around and started to leave.* "Come, Trevour."

  Trevour: "R-Right-" *He glanced at Rachael and at the party.* "I'll see you all shortly." *He smiled and quickly hobbled after Twortz.*

  Luna: *Her sketch-like vision suddenly blurred, causing her to instantly focus on Destiny.* "H-Huh?"

  Destiny: "Yeu... Eup."

  Rachael: "Luna?"

  Luna: "I think Destiny's tired.." *She started to sway, as if she was losing balance.*

  Lezard: "Well, I wanted to pay a visit to the entertainment areas around here-" *He looked down, placing his hand on Karol's head.* "But I didn't want to exclude poor little Karol here."

  Karol: "Huh?"

  Lezard: "Maybe Karol and Luna could get some rest together, while we check out the area furthermore?" *He looked at Nathan and Rachael, as if he was waiting for their response.*

  Karol: "But I'm not tired-"

  Luna: "And I don't need to be babied around, aye."

  Nathan: "Ha ha-"

  Luna: "Shuddup!-"

  Rachael: "Both of you go already." *She sighed on her breath, causing Karol to comply.*

  Luna: "Pssht, you think I'd be so easily fooled?"

  Lezard: "But Loonamotto!-"

  Luna: "Don't motto me!"

  Nathan: "Give it more attention they said, it'll be fun they said." *He grunted in a deep voice and turned around, placing his hands on his head.*

  Luna: "Oh, a comedian, aye? Pssht, wateva." *She frowned and glanced at Karol before stepping away.*

  Destiny: "Yeueu."

  Luna: (Man, I'm feelin' hell tired though..)

  Karol: "See yoohs shoon." *He smiled at the party with a childish grin.*

  Rachael: *She watched Luna and Karol leave.* "What just happened?"

  Lezard: "Character development?"

  Nathan: "No."

  Lezard: "A pointless and dramatic scene?"

  Nathan: "No-, wait? Yes."

  Lezard: "Yay me! I was right-"

  Rachael: "Come on, let's talk like normal people and head to the entertainment area!"

  Lezard: "Yay!"

  Nathan: *He smiled in agreement.* (It's a great place to unwind.)

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  *Twortz and Trevour walked into the store, instantly noticing Kane.*

  Kane: "Welcome-"

  Twortz: "We are here for the clothing you failed to supply my acquaintances."

  Trevour: "Acquaintances? You mean friends?"

  Twortz: "Yes, indeed, sure.."

  Kane: "How do I know you are the-?"

  Twortz: "Are we seriously discussing this question? How unprofessional in itself, the sheer fact you could not sell products to potential paying clients-"

  Kane: "But I did-"

  Twortz: "Regardless of your sale, boosting customer morale is vital for business. It's one of the key factors in having your business potentially go viral."

  Trevour: (She talks like a captain-)

  Twortz: "Now, give me what I came here for and I'll be on my way!"

  Kane: "R-Right!" *He stuttered in fear and quickly bent under the counter, wrapping up a larger blouse for Twortz.*

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  Karol: "It's colder insyde the kastle." *He walked into an empty room, staring at six vacant beds.*

  Luna: "Just be quiet and we'll get along fine, aye."

  Karol: "You're weally gwumpy when you're tyred."

  Luna: *She reached towards the bed, allowing Destiny to hop off her shoulder and down her arm.* "Shh.."

  Destiny: *She hopped onto the bed and made her way next to the pillow, slowly curling up into a tiny fur ball.* "Yuee..."r />
  Karol: *He stretched with a cute moan and crawled on top of the bed, lying on his belly.* (Good night, mummy, daddy..)

  Luna: (Wonder wat the mother and doofy brother are up to?) *She rolled onto her side and hugged Destiny, listening to her purr before falling asleep.*

  ----------

  *Rachael, Lezard and Nathan walked into a casino, club-like area, listening to a loud beat.*

  Lezard: "Oooo, these tunes get the old bones flowing." *He shook his bottom to the beat.*

  Rachael: "Hehe." *She smirked and started to rock her head, noticing a row of Rosterology consoles.* "They're like the casino slot machines."

  Nathan: "The kasino?"

  Rachael: *She shook her head.* "Just things from my world."

  Lezard: "Let's keep looking around-" *He started to hobble to the entrance and opened the door, causing natural light to fill the area.* "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to mess about after this race."

  Nathan: "I'll stay here for a bit." *He went to sit down on the Rosterology console.*

  Lezard: "Ooo, a gambler!"

  Nathan: "Don't give me a title!"

  Lezard: "Ooo, a non-gambling gambler?"

  Nathan: "Lezard-"

  Rachael: "We'll see you at the castle too!" *She smirked with an upbeat attitude and grabbed Lezard's hand before leaving the area.*

  Nathan: *He placed his hand on the side of the console, causing the slots to activate.* (What will I do once I get Luna access to the research logs?)

  *Nathan thought to himself and watched different images of glyphs appear on the screen, causing him to touch the console again.*

  Nathan: (What about my goal to finding the location to this yellow-eyed disease?) *He shook his head and continued to touch the console, causing the glyphic slots to move again.*

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  Lezard: "Lezard and Rachael embarked on another adventure to the-" *He hummed the last word, as he was wondering where he was going.* "To The Black Trade!"

  Rachael: "What's that?"

  Lezard: "It's like a twenty-four seven market, a market that sells forbidden items."

  Rachael: (Pretty much like a black market.. As the name states-)

  Lezard: "It's a succulent place to window shop, bwarharh." *He laughed out loud and hobbled down an alleyway, watching a black door highlight with white dots due to his presence.*

  Rachael: "Hehe."

  Lezard: "Now-" *He hobbled up to the door and placed his hand on one of the dots, causing it to turn green.*

  Rachael: "What are you-?"

  Lezard: "This-" *He ran his hand towards another dot, causing it to turn green.* "And-"

  *Lezard ran his hand across the door and connected several other dots, causing a loud lock to click.*

  Rachael: (It's similar to an unlocking screen on one of Melinda's mobile phones.)

  Lezard: "There we go." *He smiled and waved his hand inside, implying for Rachael to step forward.* "Ladies, please."

  Rachael: "Then go on then?" *She spoke in a playful manner.*

  Lezard: "Bwarharh, thankies!" *He giggled and skipped through the door, causing it to make a vsssht-like sound.*

  Rachael: (Walking through objects will probably be something I'll never get used to-) *She nodded her head and stepped through the door, causing it to make the same noise.*

  Lezard: "And here we are, Razzypoo." *He smiled and waved his hand across a massive isle with markets on each side.*

  Rachael: "Wow-" *She looked up, noticing the sky was completely black.* "It's like it's night."

  Lezard: "Apparently it makes the environment more comfortable for deals or trades."

  Rachael: "This place does seem cool." *She smirked to herself and started to walk down the isle, noticing a four-eyed lizard-like man selling different types of frogs.*

  Lizard-faced Man: "Gert yrour frorgs, harlf prirce!"

  Rachael: "Fair enough." *She continued to walk down the aisle.*

  Lezard: *He hobbled by Rachael's side, noticing a small insect-like man selling glowing pots.*

  Insect-like Man: "Wee-Warh, get your RPG bag inspired pots, wee-warh! Store items limitlessly!"

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  Twortz: *She kept focus on the castle.* "Please excuse the abundance of questions, I just find the warrior system very fascinating."

  Trevour: "Heh heh. No dramas at all, Twortz."

  Twortz: "Excellent-"

  ?????: "Sqar-reeeh!"

  Twortz: "What on Earth-?!" *She quickly glanced to the side, noticing a large grey ostrich.* "It's twice the size of me-?"

  *A man wearing a cowboy hat staggered towards Twortz and Trevour.*

  Trevour: "Sir?" *He shuffled in front of Twortz in a protective-like manner.*

  Man: "I hereby own a Scoldrant ray-anch." *He adjusted his cowboy hat, chewing on some gum.*

  Twortz: "That ostrich is a Scoldrant?"

  Man and Trevour: "Ostruch?"

  Twortz: "Ostrich."

  Man: "My Scoldrants are the be-yast transportation on the-ese la-yands."

  Twortz: "So, you expect people to ride these things?"

  Man: "Why-?" *He looked over his shoulder, watching the Scoldrant peck at a tin of seeds.* "Ye-eys?"

  Twortz: "I see.."

  Man: "I travel from ta-own to ci-tee, my ray-anch is very popul-ar."

  Trevour: "I've heard of people like you. Using Scoldrants for everyday life. You must be a Scoldrant User?"

  Man: "Nawl." *He shook his head.* "Just got a dist-yant cous-een blood-line."

 

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