Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room
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				Title: <strong>Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>09-07-2017, 02:22:42</strong>
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				This room is located in the Social Zone of Sector 6. It consists of a common room leading to two bedrooms, along with a small kitchenette and a bathroom. Interestingly enough, one of the beds in this suite is a waterbed...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 04:55:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Testing the accommodations<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Chie let the door open with a soft, prolonged swing of the hinges, walking in slowly and letting her rear bump it shut.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"..hello?"</strong></span> she asked aloud.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"..Rayne?&nbsp; ..anyone?"</strong></span>&nbsp; For the moment, there appeared to be no answer whatsoever.<br><br>&nbsp; The slime girl heaved a sigh so great that she literally melted.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"..oh god.."</strong></span> she burbled from a pool on the floor.&nbsp; That first bit on the island had left her needing a moment to settle, in the worst possible way.&nbsp; A sound like purring seemed to come from the ground as she slowly slinked her whole gelatinous body towards the amenities.&nbsp; It was a lovely room, she could already tell.&nbsp; Just big enough that two people wouldn't have any problems, but small enough that staying indoors was only really appetizing if you had, ah, company to enjoy it with. <br><br>&nbsp; Chie looked into one of the rooms, noticing it had a water bed in it.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Ohh.."</strong></span> she laughed, pressing down on it and watching it wiggle.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Oh wow!&nbsp; Hot!"</strong></span> she laughed, pressing on it again and enjoying the sight.&nbsp; She looked around real quick for Rayne, wondering if he'd wanted the waterbed or not.&nbsp; When she didn't see him, Chie shrugged a little.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"..hell, he can sleep on it.&nbsp; I just want to.. ah, watch."</strong></span>&nbsp; She giggled to herself, simultaneously gleeful and horrified at her own proclivities.&nbsp; To Chie, a lava lamp would have been positively pornographic.&nbsp; She kind of wished she brought hers.<br><br>&nbsp; There was a small table of some kind in her room, and she started neatly laying out her affects.&nbsp; Her swimsuit.&nbsp; Her sphere inventions.&nbsp; Her chemistry stuff.&nbsp; A wide brimmed straw hat.&nbsp; A few other odds and ends.&nbsp; She took just a little time making sure everything was set up, doing a quick mix to create some bio-luminescent solution.&nbsp; She slumped herself back to the kitchen and got a few glasses while it percolated, and poured the soft yellow glowing chemicals into each one.&nbsp; Setting them around her room, she gave the space a gentle, primal sort of vibe.&nbsp; As if a group of fat fireflies were keeping her space lit for her.<br><br>&nbsp; Looking at it, it seemed a little plain.&nbsp; No, she was sure she'd be having company.&nbsp; She needed to decorate a little!&nbsp; With a grin, Chie moseyed on over to the bathroom and drew herself about a quarter-tub's worth of piping hot water.&nbsp; She also went to the fridge, seeing if they had any fruit or anything on hand.&nbsp; As luck would have it, there were some oranges and a little squeezey bottle of lemon juice, which she grabbed merrily.&nbsp; Chie slushed back to grab her stereo sphere from her room, and one of her luminescent little cups, before heading back and letting herself fill the rest of the tub.<br><br>&nbsp; Any semblance of being human was lost when she was in the tub.&nbsp; The hot water made it impossible for her keep her form, causing her to pool into a mass of sighing, grinning blue slime.&nbsp; There was some soft slurping, as Chie rehydrated herself from the warm bath-water.&nbsp; But she went a step further.&nbsp; Chie loved her water-proof stereo sphere, not only because headphones never worked, but because this thing had excellent base capabilities.&nbsp; Which is why she started with the Burst Remix of Over the Clouds, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJuqO4BO_p8) and the Mad Moxxi Theme, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KwjfsYDfVU) which were both pretty irresponsible with repetitive base.&nbsp; She loved it, though.&nbsp; It felt like giving her whole body a massage from the inside out, causing her to relax incredibly.<br><br>&nbsp; She spent a bit of time there, rehydrating and reconstituting.&nbsp; One of the oranges was disintegrated inside her body, but she downed the whole body of lemon juice quickly, giving her a slight turquoise coloring.&nbsp; She'd needed this, so very very much.&nbsp; Once the water was all drained, Chie oozed from the tub and, with the kind of slinking creeping motion that could be described as a saunter, headed back to her room.&nbsp; She wasn't even looking around to see if Rayne had appeared.&nbsp; With a laugh, Chie began crawling on the walls, painting softly curving shapes and elaborate swirls in turquoise slime all around.&nbsp; Sometimes Slimes did this to mark their territory, but Chie was fairly artistic with it, working with the lighting to make it seem homey and tasteful.<br><br>&nbsp; When she was done, it looked like a beautiful bit of finger painting had been done to the door frames and the primary walls.&nbsp; It would wash off, so she didn't think anyone would mind.&nbsp; The air was also cooler, allowing her to assume a human form more easily than before.&nbsp; Starting in on the second orange, Chie fixed her form just the way she wanted it.&nbsp; And then, she started spraying herself down with the clay polymer.&nbsp; It looked like human skin, and allowed her to hold her shape without straining herself for a while.&nbsp; About 2 hours, to be exact, at which point it started cracking and turned to powder.&nbsp; Hence, why she couldn't wear leggings, even then.<br><br>&nbsp; She took some time, getting her butt just right, her legs comfortable, and her joints a double coat.&nbsp; But she decided to leave her hair open, so she could still slime around with people.&nbsp; While one of her tendrils worked on her back, Chie looked at the information on what was happening.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Mm, a barbeque."</strong></span> she pondered, looking over everything.&nbsp; Getting into the sand would be nice, since she'd took the time to put her skin on.&nbsp; Of course, there was so much to do.&nbsp; So many people to enjoy.<br><br>&nbsp; She flopped over on the water-bed, feeling it jiggle beneath her and letting out a lurid sigh.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Maybe, ah, seeing what Vallen or the others are up to first?"</strong></span>&nbsp; She shrugged and smiled, tuning her stereo ball to something else (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1psJQGxs68) while she decided what to do next.&nbsp; In a few moments, she thought, dancing to the beat as she laid on her.. mm, bed.<br><br>&nbsp; Of course, Rayne or.. really, many others, might have interrupted her somewhere during all of this.&nbsp; xD
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 18:39:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day/time unknown<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; talking to the descendants<br><hr><br>Uriah's necklace was a place of safe retreat for her incorporeal body to reconstitute itself a place of safety and quiet that would allow the ghost to get her bearings. The inside of the amulet responded to the safety of her library and thousands upon thousands of rows of books in a neat and organized manner lined an equally tidy library filled with warm inviting carpet, gentle music, wood panels and heavy comfortable chairs.<br><br>She floated in this place for an unknown length of time. Hanging upside down while she considered her fate. This many years later Master Gil was certain to have missed her. She only popped out of her necklace when she felt his overpowering lust and that was not very often. He normally kept that in control. And with that in control it left the ghost time to review, catalogue and write reports on books that Master Gil wanted in depth analysis about. Alone to research tomes and manuscripts that few mortals could have dreamed of touching let alone reading.<br><br>That crazy hall of people. She'd been snatched from the tranquility she'd know and brought to some bright and cheery island. She was probably still there. She sighed and touched down in a chair. How long had she been unconscious this time? Hopefully not decades but time was different for an immortal like her. She would have to find those descendants and explain she needed to go back to the university she was from. How hard could that be? Just pop into the real world, make contact and just harrang someone into transporting her back. She frowned. It would mean going out of her locket and interacting with creatures whom wanted to potentially excise her from existence. Death wasn't where she'd go. She shuddered to think of where ghosts that weren't put to proper rest went.<br><br>With a dejected sigh Uriah steeled herself and exited her personal realm. She had brought others here and most had been distracted and distraught at the aura it projected. The suppression of hostile intent was the one that had gotten Master Gil and his iron will pulled him from her realm never to return there.<br><br>She looked around at the immediate area, floating in a wall covered in turquoise slime. She'd seen worse but she could have done without coming into a slime chamber. Still she wanted to return to her master. This was it. As she continued to look her eyes fell upon the form of an oddity. A slime for that had to be one in a strong outer casing. She drifted closer to the creature. Watching as it applied the mixture to her body. She tilted her head and moved to lay upon her stomach. It must have been getting ready to travel in an area hazardous to it's health. "Fascinating," she murmured. At her height she could stare down into the container. Slowly she assumed a corporeal form her soft cold fingers reaching first to touch the tendril and another to touch the back of the neck. &nbsp;"interesting mechanism for contained locomotion," her voice soft and soothing. &nbsp;"was this taught to you by your propegators or was this something of your design?" <br><br>The coloring showed her to be a different one then the being who'd stolen her from her second home. A daughter? Perhaps. It was painting itself into that form. She tilted her head and began slowly revolving around the other monster taking into consideration it's nature she resumed her incorporeal state. &nbsp;"Your forebearer stole me from my home, young one," she stopped and fixed her eyes upon the others eyes. &nbsp;"I seek to return to my home. Your line has wrought this, you should fix this. I would hate to haunt you and your kind until the days grow dark and the sun no longer shines." she shrugged as if to say what are you to do.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I apologise, young one. What is the name of your line? I maybe aeons old but curiosity and politeness should still be used. You may call me Madam Crowe." <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>11-07-2017, 16:18:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Testing the accommodations<br><hr><br>&nbsp; The faces, honestly, were the hardest part of this whole 'looking human' thing.&nbsp; Not that inflections and gestures were lost on her, but humans had this instinct for being able to spot if you weren't one of them.&nbsp; Chie huffed as she carefully adjusted her eyelids.&nbsp; Probably had the skin-wearers to thank for that.&nbsp; If your eyes were a little bit off, your nose a bit strange, your lips not the right size, or god help you, if your teeth were wrong, you just couldn't pass, and you had to do it all over again.<br><br>&nbsp; Pfft.&nbsp; Teeth.&nbsp; If you were already going to kill your food before eating it, then what evolutionary purpose was there to punching it repeatedly with exposed bone inside your face?&nbsp; The human mouth was already connected to a bag of acid.&nbsp; Just evolve a larger esophagus, swallow it, and dissolve!&nbsp; Like snakes did!&nbsp; Or whales!&nbsp; Ohhh, the <em>whales!</em>&nbsp; Those guys had the right idea.&nbsp; Just float, open, swallow, and swim on, blowing anything you didn't need into the air.&nbsp; Such a beautiful shape, too.&nbsp; Oh, and the noises!&nbsp; Low decibel, enchanting squeals and songs, thundering from the deep.&nbsp; This was an island, right?&nbsp; Maybe they had some whales she could spot, sometime later this w-<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"interesting mechanism for contained locomotion," came a voice, along with some chilly fingers touching her hair and the back of her neck.&nbsp; Chie gasped and sprang from the bed and whirled, her back against the wall by the time she realized who it was.&nbsp; &nbsp;"was this taught to you by your propegators or was this something of your design?"&nbsp; Uriah continued.<br><br>&nbsp; Chie's hair undulated a little, exhaling.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"My own design, actually."</strong></span> she replied nervously, although she was smiling a little, with a mix of relief and pride in her invention.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm still working on it, but the plan is to make sure every slime gets the benefits."</strong></span>&nbsp; She tapped her hand against the wall, noticing a weakness she hadn't really considered in her solution.&nbsp; It prohibited the slime fight-or-flight response of diving for cover.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Of course, I'd never been snuck up on while wearing it, before.&nbsp; That's actually, ah, helpful research!"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; The ghost took an expression that implied the word 'helpful' was indeed the order of the day.&nbsp; Chie watched the spirit revolve around her, passing through the wall where she'd painted a stylized snail in turquoise swirls, and back out the other side.&nbsp; Chie moved back to the middle of the room, so she wouldn't miss when Uriah locked her gaze.&nbsp; She described her plight, what she wanted, who she blamed, and what she'd do in no uncertain terms.&nbsp; But even then, she wasn't impolite about it.&nbsp; Although.. perhaps a bit misinformed.<br><br>&nbsp; Chie stared at her curiously.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"My forebearer stole you from home?&nbsp; I'm not sure I..&nbsp; do you mean from URom?"</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie smiled and chuckled a little.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I think that might have been about an hour ago.&nbsp; I'm still the same slime!&nbsp; I just drank some lemon juice to alter my color, earlier.&nbsp; My name's Chie!"</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie looked at her curiously, although not insensitively.&nbsp; The woman lost her perception of time, it seemed.&nbsp; Chie decided not to harp on it for now.&nbsp; She had no idea how ghosts like this one operated.&nbsp; Not that she wouldn't have liked to learn.<br><br>&nbsp; Chie sat down a little as Uriah asked her about her line.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Ah, my family name is Nijumiki.&nbsp; We're all Lalphlen Blue Slimes, descended from a slime called Lalphtenjed, although details get a little blurry after that.&nbsp; If you mean one of my ancestors stole you from somewhere, that's a whole different mess.&nbsp; But if you just mean coming from URom, well..&nbsp; That was an accident, really!&nbsp; But even then, you're not stranded from home, or crossing over, or something.&nbsp; We're just on vacation!&nbsp; In fact, we're on one of the best possible places to vacation, anywhere!"</strong></span>&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I don't know if you heard me from inside the necklace.&nbsp; But I promised to look after you, and get you back to the university when the week is over."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie lifted up the necklace that Tessa had given her.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I even asked one of the people who runs the place to make you a necklace like this one, with Uriah printed on it, so you can enjoy the Island as well!"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; She shrugged, a little apologetic, letting her hands fall to her hap.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Maybe I should I have taken you back to the Portal right away.&nbsp; I still could, I suppose.&nbsp; But, ah, the thought occurred to me that maybe you might like a change of pace.&nbsp; I figured I'd hang on to your necklace, until I at least had a chance to ask."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>11-07-2017, 19:12:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day 1, mid morningish<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; confusion<br><hr><br>This... Was the same slime? Uriah fluttered down and into the bed. Only the chin up could be seen. An hour? That meant Master Gil didn't know she was gone. Had been ghost napped. The slime was giving her a long explanation that she listened to but didn't make any outward acknowledgement she'd heard. &nbsp;"I... I assumed centuries had passed hoped for only a few decades but an hour?" She looked up at the slime encased in her protective coating.<br><br>A vacation? What good did a ghost have taking a vacation? She couldn't go far from her necklace and hadn't left the university in at least two maybe three centuries when Master Gil had gone on a sabbatical and took her with him. &nbsp;"I,I haunt th-the library," her voice had lost all confidence she'd earlier displayed. &nbsp;"I, I've n-never left M-master Gil's side f-for more then a day of study!"<br><br>She continued to dwell an incorporeal head on the bed. The slime could take her back?&nbsp; "M-my necklace is a dimension all its own. The passage of time doesn't matter to me to begin with. S-so it doesn't flow in the necklace. I-its my safe spot."<br><br>She had to get word to Master Gil that she was here! Let him know she was ok. That she'd not run from him. &nbsp;"C-can we call Master Gil? L-let him know I'm safe?" She looked up at the slime girl, slowly rose from the bed. Her body posture had changed from the indifferent ghost she'd been earlier. Now it was much meeker.&nbsp; "I-i'll help with your research if you help me contact my master."<br><br>She needed to get back to him, the irresistible pull she had to her vampiric master existed even in other dimensions. But... This had been the farthest she'd ever been in her life. Raised a simple farm girl, converted to a vampire, killed and raised as a ghost still enthralled by the vampire who turned her. She could never have gone this far without the slimes help. She floated to the necklace and picked it up, her body corporeal. &nbsp;"Y-you promise to return me to URom? I-i cannot travel far from my necklace. Will you?" &nbsp;she held the ornate jewelry in front of the other monster, her question unspoken as her skin flushed in a remembered emotion of embarrassment. She'd lived in isolation for so long.&nbsp; "Y-you can call me Uriah, Chie. What does one do on vacation?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>12-07-2017, 02:17:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Uriah, Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Human-like skin (119 mr) but no clothes<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Chie had been prepared for a scolding.&nbsp; People thought she was pretty smart back at URom, but Chie only gave herself so much credit.&nbsp; Chemicals, yes.&nbsp; Social situations and moral initiative?&nbsp; Eh.&nbsp; So as she folded her hands in her lap, she waited for the ghost to voice its displeasure.&nbsp; Or, more hopefully, she expected the ghost to toss her pretty head from one side to the other, stick her head out the wall to view the shore, and say 'fuck it, let's party' in century-old-library-haunting-specter-ese.&nbsp; She was even kind of looking forward to hearing what that sounded like.<br><br>&nbsp; What Chie didn't expect was for the ghost's voice to start quivering.&nbsp; Chie's face, encased in a ceramic human visage, figuratively melted as Madame Crowe sunk beneath the mattress, and her head began nervously explaining her 'places.'&nbsp; Places she belonged.&nbsp; Places she was safe.&nbsp; Places she was supposed to be right now, instead of some sunny island in another reality.&nbsp; Chie nodded to her, honestly sympathetic, as she explained how the passage of time was almost completely irrelevant to her, so long as she inhabited that necklace.<br><br>&nbsp; Of course, even though Chie controlled herself, it was kind of funny to see a floating head on her water bed, asking if she could send word home that she hadn't willingly left.&nbsp; She even offered a trade..&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"No, no."</strong></span> Chie said, quickly, waving her hand.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"We can send a message back to URom, that's easy.&nbsp; Gil, Gil.. Ah, Professor Salivtoria!&nbsp; The necromancy professor, right?&nbsp; That'll be as simple as scribbling a note and bumping into Tessa."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie chuckled.&nbsp; &nbsp;<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"She's pretty bumpable, too.&nbsp; I bet she's even on our floor, right now."</strong></span>&nbsp; An amusing wager, and she liked her chances.<br><br>&nbsp; Her tone softened, though.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"But like you said, this is kind of my fault.&nbsp; As nice as that sounds, paying me would feel weird.&nbsp; Let's just, ah, work on making you feel relaxed, alright?"</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie didn't know that Uriah was feeling his call, even from here.&nbsp; But if Uriah had explained it, she might have been able to relate.&nbsp; Those pieces of her that cheered when they rejoined her body weren't just being cute, after all.&nbsp; She remembered what they'd felt like, alone and irresistibly drawn to their complete self.&nbsp; Chie watched quietly as Uriah moved over to the necklace and lifted it, gaining solid shape again.&nbsp; There was an admission that turned the ghostly female red in the face, as she held her necklace out for Chie.&nbsp; The slime monster received it warmly.&nbsp; It was a precious thing, and not just because it housed Uriah.&nbsp; It was part of URom's History.&nbsp; What sensible monster didn't like a good haunting?<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'd be honored to wear it, Madame Crowe.&nbsp; Anytime I have a neck, I mean.&nbsp; I'll make sure it doesn't leave me until we're home or until you say so."</strong></span> she said, placing it around her neck.&nbsp; With the skin-like ceramic coating, the necklace fit beautifully and comfortably.&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm usually a bit more moist than this, so speak up if you're uncomfortable, alright."</strong></span>&nbsp; Although, looking down at the rest of herself, Chie was still stark naked in flesh-tone body coating.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; "Y-you can call me Uriah, Chie. What does one do on vacation?"<br><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Hehe, alright!&nbsp; Uriah, then!"</strong></span> she laughed.&nbsp; At the next, and more pertinent question, however, Chie. stared at the ghost's robes for a moment and smirked.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Well.. ordinarily I'd say you do whatever you wanted.&nbsp; But for us, I'd say we should start with some new clothes.&nbsp; I didn't bring enough, myself."</strong></span>&nbsp; As she spoke, two tendrils from her hair swept downward along Chie's front, positioning themselves over her breasts and crotch, and taking the form of a translucent swim-suit with a plunging neckline, and then unfurling into a breezy sheer skirt that fell down to about halfway down her thigh.&nbsp; For a sudden creation, it was actually a pretty cute outfit.&nbsp; Even if it wouldn't really hide anything in the wrong light.<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"This'll probably be enough to shop in."</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; She leaned forward and grasped Uriah's hands.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"There's a barbeque happening on the beach soon.&nbsp; We have to go through some shops to get there, so let's send word to Professor Salivtoria from there, and then get you a swimsuit!&nbsp; Maybe we'll find something else nifty while we're down that way!&nbsp; A chic bookshop?&nbsp; A fruit vendor?&nbsp; Ooo, or maybe water balloons!"</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie's eyes squinted with laughter.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"The truth is, I love the library too.&nbsp; I've heard stories about hauntings in the stacks, and used to get excited when I heard a crow by the window!&nbsp; A bit lost in translation, but my point is that I love browsing book stores.&nbsp; Especially on an interdimensional island resort like this!"</strong></span>&nbsp; She grinned.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Of course, I also love the sound of licking barbeque sauce off beautiful bodies down by the shore!&nbsp; I don't know, I've never been this far away from home, either!&nbsp; I kind of want to try everything!"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; Chie rubbed Uriah's hand a little.&nbsp; There was a question there she was asking, or something very obvious that she wasn't pointing out.&nbsp; The most she said was <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm hoping you can let yourself go a little, too.&nbsp; While you're here, at least."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>12-07-2017, 12:07:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day 1, mid morningish<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; A friend for the first time in how long? <br><hr><br>Uriah continued to float at head height for the blue slime. Her eyes studying the other creature as she created her own wardrobe. That had to be a handy ability to create your own wardrobe. She looked down at the purple and black robe she'd worn for centuries. The robe she'd been wearing when Master Gil converted her into a vampire and the one she'd worn the day she died for a second time. She had another that she wore occasionally for Master Gil but that was hardly the sort of thing you would wear in front of someone you had just met. Her body posture relaxed a little as she considered clothing and then she sighed. "I-i haven't any money. I don't eat, I don't sleep, I don't change clothing. I haven't needed anything for centuries." So much for the subject of clothing. She sighed again. This was really the type of things that Master Gil had done for her. He had provided her with everything, her unlife and education and she'd never once questioned the vampire. It had never occurred to her to ever ask for money. She could have stored it in the necklace with her trove of personal possessions but what was the likely hood that it...<br><br>A smile appeared on her face and she looked at the blue slime. "I, I have an idea!" she moved to press her incorporeal face into the painted one the slime had made for herself. "I-I keep a trove of personal items, nothing important just things that I found in the library over the decades to keep my home clean." Her smile grew broader as she became real and put her hands on the slime's shoulders. "I can show you! You can tell me what's valuable and what's junk! And I can sell the pieces to fund this..." The smile faded and a look of consideration was etched instead. "I-I mean if you, you want to. I-i can take you into my amulet."<br><br>Her hands and body went intangible again as she fought the indecision that had taken hold of her without her Master to take command. How long had it been since she'd made a decision on her own? The hypnotic gaze of the nercomantic vampire had been on her for years. Those brilliant brown eyes boring into her own pale lavender eyes. For how long had they seen through her eyes? How long had she been under his sway? Slowly she settled into a sitting position that hovered just above the bed that Chie had in her room. "I-i wish," she murmured. "W-wish I was mortal sometimes." The vampire had stolen her young life, swept into her tiny village and claimed her as his own to be wed but a fortnight before their wedding the two had met for a romantic interlude and that had been the last time she'd drawn breath. She gazed longingly at the slime and wondered what it would be like to need to eat and sleep and drink again. To grow tired instead of dissipate into nonexistence and find yourself back in your prison upon regaining consciousness. To be able to walk in the sunlight, to walk in the moonlight. To be held again. Sure as a ghost she could become solid and be touched but to her it wasn't romantic. Even the services she helped Master Gil with weren't romantic. They were lust and she was his corporeal slack toy for when it grew to much for the undead. She reached gently towards the slime, a fine finger slowly becoming substantial and running along the outer casing. To feel this, what did it feel like? She could feel the pressure on her skin but knew that this wasn't her natural state anymore. This was like flexing a muscle. Could she enjoy her vacation as just a spectator like this? And what did she know about vacationing? To relax? What was more relaxing and joyful then hours of reading books alone in a library?<br><br>She stopped flexing and just like that the digit passed through the ceramic and into the creature that it contained. She removed the digit and sighed again. No. This was stupid. She should just get back into the necklace and find an old favorite book to read for a few years and just what... pray the slime could even find Master Gil? What if he was trying even now to get to this dimension of sun? Would her master truly risk his unlife for his slave? And slowly the ghost sank further into the bed till only top of her white head floated there. "I-I should just stay here," her voice as gloomy as any specter's voice had ever been. "J-just stay in the necklace until Master Gil summons me." The head turned in the direction to where the windows had been. "I-I wouldn't know what to do out there. Just watch. Never interact with others. U-unable to touch them. Either to much effort or I b-burn them with my cold touch."<br><br>She slowly rose from her bed, looking like an apparition rising from the grave and floated above the slime's head. "C-chie of Lalphlen. T-thank you for holding onto my necklace. I don't think I'm ready to f-face the w-world like this. A ghost cannot enjoy the gifts of the mortals. Undeath and a-age have dulled many of my desires. If you could leave my necklace in the bookstore until you're ready to l-leave I won't bother anyone while I read the books." She'd made her first decision and it was to remain as she had for so long. Trapped in the world where none could interact with her. Where none could harm her. A ghost in the library was no danger to anyone just another story to be told. She gave a wane smile. "S-sorry."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>13-07-2017, 03:55:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Uriah, Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Human-like skin (115 mr) and slime halter-neck one-piece with sheer skirt<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Uriah may have noticed a curious thing about touching Chie.&nbsp; The natural cold she exuded caused small crystals to appear inside the slime, giving them a strange sparkle.&nbsp; Prolonged contact might have been uncomfortable, but Chie seemed to enjoy the sensation.&nbsp; When she clapped her hands on her shoulders, part of Chie's improvised swimsuit began to glitter in the dim light.&nbsp; The slime beamed at Uriah, watching her get an honest expression of joy.&nbsp; She was apprehensive, of course, and with good reason.&nbsp; Asking someone to join you inside an alternate reality was.. ah.. well, exactly what this whole vacation was about.&nbsp; Still needed a bit of trust.&nbsp; But Chie felt herself bubble a little, wondering what was in there.&nbsp; The Madame Crowe, ghost of the URom University Library, inviting her to an archeological dig in another dimension, so they could hock it for swim-wear?&nbsp; Chie's face said it all!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"That!&nbsp; Sounds!&nbsp; AMAZING!"</strong></span> she blurted!&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'd only gotten as far as barter and petty theft, but that's a much better idea!"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; Of course, then Uriah began second guessing herself.&nbsp; Chie's enthusiasm began to fade a little as Uriah went to war with herself, going incorporeal again and sinking into the bed, until she'd practically sunk through the floor.&nbsp; The slime girl listened, but as Uriah spoke her sweet and honestly sympathizing expression started to change.&nbsp; An immortal spirit, wishing she could live the transient life of a human?&nbsp; Having never eaten, slept, or even changed her outfit in centuries?&nbsp; And now, willing to condemn herself to spending a week on a shelf in a bookshop?<br><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Okay.. Uriah?"</strong></span> she said, her voice soft but with a bit of bite to it.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"This is probably going to sound awful, but you sound like you're in hell.&nbsp; Not the fun, Judeo-Christian Fusion Hell, with lava pit orgies and heavy metal stabbing montages.&nbsp; More like the Sumerian Dust Castle kind of hell, where you just.. sit there.. forever."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie gave her a nervous grimace.&nbsp; She was trying to find a middle ground, between not upsetting the poor specter, and still speaking her mind.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I like books.&nbsp; Quiet places to do research.&nbsp; And all Slimes like having neat, secret places they can retreat to.&nbsp; So I relate, on almost all of that.&nbsp; ...<em>But."</em></strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; Chie took a deep breath, puffing her cheeks up and exhaling slowly.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"But.&nbsp; You sound like you needed a vacation about a thousand years ago."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie looked at her curiously.&nbsp; Honestly, she had a lot of questions.&nbsp; Most of them about this so-called Master of her's.&nbsp; Uriah didn't exactly jiggle enough just now to grab Chie's, ah, complete attention.&nbsp; But she was a gorgeous thing, and intellectual, and frankly intriguing!&nbsp; It made her really wonder about Professor Salivtoria, or really anyone that could leave Uriah trapped in a necklace for decades, or even centuries, at a time.&nbsp; Honestly, the OG Professors were all perverts, <em>especially</em> the vampire ones.&nbsp; To never get Uriah a new outfit, or take her out?&nbsp; Something more than wrong was up with that guy.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Chie could have brought it up there.&nbsp; But instead, she took a different tactic, her face drawing into a mischievous smirk.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"You know.&nbsp; You looked like you were having fun, just a minute ago.&nbsp; When you told me about the vast archeological hoard you have, and how you wanted to pawn some to buy outfits.&nbsp; Which.."</strong></span> Chie giggled a little.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Honestly sounds hilarious!&nbsp; I might even need to find Vallen so she can join us!"</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie batted her tendrils at Uriah, acknowledging that she was saying names the ghost wouldn't know just yet.<br><br>&nbsp; In fact, Chie let her slime linger around Uriah's form just a little longer, causing her tendrils to sparkle with ice crystals.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Pull me in, and show me where you live!&nbsp; Or, if you want to wait, I'll work on pulling you out!&nbsp; Maybe teach you about ice-play!&nbsp; Which.. hoo, on a warm summer beach?&nbsp; Highly desirable."</strong></span>&nbsp; Her ceramic eyebrows arched, and she grinned at the ghost.&nbsp; Not.. what she was expecting.&nbsp; But then, wasn't that the point of all this?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>13-07-2017, 04:56:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day 1, mid morningish<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; A friend for the first time in how long? <br><hr><br>Uriah’s wane smile faded and her lavender eyes grew wider. &nbsp;“Y-you want to go into my locket?” &nbsp;she asked in a voice as quiet as the grave. Slowly the smile returned to her face. &nbsp;“Ok, I think I can only keep a person here for about a day. It gets hard to keep people in the necklace with me. Harder when they’re in and I’m out.” &nbsp;She became solid and scooped up the necklace, the cold fingers touching the clay. She laid it on the bed. &nbsp;“M-Master Gil said this was… unsettling. Don’t worry nothing is in their but me and nothing can hurt anyone there.” &nbsp;Her voice sounding almost as confident as when she’d first appeared in Chie’s room.<br><br>She put her hands on the slime and smiled. A small circle of light came from her inside her and slowly enveloped the other woman. For Uriah it was a trip without feeling for others, well that depended on them. Only a few had entered the necklace and each had described it differently. The home was still in its default configuration of the library. A spitting image of the URom library had been recreated in Uriah’s home. She continued to float there staring at Chie as she waited for the slime to get her bearings and be ready to move again. She was immortal she had as long as she needed. It would be the slime who would dictate how long they could stay in the necklace. Or more specifically how long she would stay in the necklace. Uriah could come and go, mostly, whenever she wanted. But when Chie was done she too would leave.<br><br>&nbsp;“D-do you feel well? D-do you need a chair to sit in?” &nbsp;she motioned and one of the chairs dissolved and appeared behind the other woman. &nbsp;“I-I control everything in this dimension. Do you want it to be a bright and sunny day? Or maybe see the mountains?” &nbsp;The world around her changed to reflect the ghost’s wishes, though if Chie were honest the bright and sunny day was at best overcast. As the blue slime watched slowly moving towards them were pedestals with objects mounted on them as if the pieces were walking museum pieces. They drew around the two of them in four neat rows. Placcards were in front of each one dictating not the year or time an item was found but rather the course work that had been assigned when the item was retrieved. &nbsp;“M-my treasures,” &nbsp;she said, her voice soft. &nbsp;“S-some of these mean a lot to me. Others well… they can be sold.” &nbsp;She picked up an ornate looking pen and held it out for the slime to examine. A gentle smile on her smile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>16-07-2017, 19:08:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room &gt;&gt; Uriah's Necklace<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Uriah, Closed<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Human-like skin (113 mr), Inside Uriah's Necklace<br>Music:&nbsp; Shores of Another World (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xU5tQIDMAEw)<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Chie wondered a little at Uriah's shift in expression.&nbsp; The ghost has seemed pleased enough when she suggested it, even though a little trepidation was present when asking if she actually <em>wanted</em> to enter her home.&nbsp; Chie wasn't particularly cautious, and even then would seldom let a little bit of the unknown get in the way of finding something new and beautiful.&nbsp; Still, it made her a little apprehensive, the way Uriah's smile dropped when she said she was eager to explore.<br><br>&nbsp; The trip itself was world's more comfortable than the trip through the portal to Ecchi Island.&nbsp; Even then it left her a little disoriented.&nbsp; This was the URom Library, each detail wrought to perfection.&nbsp; Well, at least most of them.&nbsp; The actual library had newer editions of many of these texts, while others had been donated or removed to the Archives for preservation.&nbsp; Some of the trees that were growing outside the windows were also smaller, as though this place represented the library at an early point in time.&nbsp; Chie thought it was mystifying.<br><br>&nbsp; Uriah seemed rather concerned for her well being, even teleporting a chair behind her so she could sit down if she had to.&nbsp; She explained that, in this dimension, she had total control over nearly everything.&nbsp; As if to accentuate this point, she asked what kind of weather Chie preferred.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Oh!&nbsp; If you wouldn't mind, ah, the rain.&nbsp; A nice heavy rain.&nbsp; Those are my favorite times to be in the library."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie mused, looking out the windows for a moment and expecting the downpour to begin.&nbsp; Never mind that she and her whole family preferred things to be a little damp.&nbsp; The Library had these excellent sky-facing windows that hit with just the right tenor when it rained.&nbsp; You could even look up and watch the water splash down, if you liked.<br><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm curious.. do you like the sight of the mountains?&nbsp; If you can control everything here, maybe you take trips there sometimes?&nbsp; Or, ah, change things around to be more fun?&nbsp; I'm sorry, that may be personal to ask what you do in your own home.&nbsp; But to be able to control everything in it at will?&nbsp; Just seems like the, ah, possibilities are endless."</strong></span>&nbsp; In truth, Chie was having ideas about Uriah which were only becoming more interesting once she'd gotten here.&nbsp; Uriah wanted to be human, yes?&nbsp; But would that necessarily mean giving up a pocket reality like this?&nbsp; If the Professor who'd made this for her could create these, how could that be utilized in other ways?&nbsp; Her curiosity was dancing in her slime-like mind!&nbsp; ..perhaps she <em>should</em> sit down.<br><br>&nbsp; Of course, Uriah then trotted out the lovelies.&nbsp; Walking pedestals filled with treasures.&nbsp; And not just gold, jewels, or busts of famous people.&nbsp; The best kind of treasures.&nbsp; Objects you wouldn't expect, oddities or common things, each with a story.&nbsp; As evidences by the placard with the job she'd been doing while finding them.&nbsp; Of course, thought Chie, it wouldn't make sense to put times and dates on them in a place where time had no meaning.<br><br>&nbsp; Uriah held up a pen to her, which Chie took carefully in her ceramic skin coated fingers, looking at it carefully.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm glad I dressed up for this, so to speak.&nbsp; So I won't get goo on anything."</strong></span> she laughed, examining the pen closer.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"How did you come across this one?"</strong></span>&nbsp; She didn't see a placard necessarily for it.&nbsp; But with her master being a scholar, she was sure the pen had some significance.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Was this.. maybe the Pen Giving Ceremony, when a scholar becomes a recognized name in their field?"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; Chie would listen very respectfully to the answer, although she wanted to see the other treasures as well.&nbsp; A deer-skin tambourine with the initials R.S.O. carved into the wood, besdie a placard that read 'Hybrid Vampiric Origins: The Myth of the Progenitors.'&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I know that title.&nbsp; Was this <em>your</em> thesis?"</strong></span> Chie asked.&nbsp; In common physiology, they taught that there were 11 different vampire origins, regarding the currently six officially recognized forms of vampirism.&nbsp; Some causes had an original monster, others had curses involved, and some were uncommon but otherwise mundane biological afflictions.&nbsp; The reason there were 11 progenitors was because of this work, which traced curses and diseases back to their singular origins through lineage and genetics, and then made the case that these progenitors were actually the result of unions between one or more vampiric causes.&nbsp; Thus creating more original vampires than actual forms of vampirism.&nbsp; A man with degenerative blood disease who'd been cursed by blood-magic witches for preying on a village, or example.&nbsp; Or a demon blood-drinker that had been resurrected by a necromancer, who'd then attempted to summon more of its kind, who then mated with others.&nbsp; While the theories weren't completely credited, the published work was still widely referenced for its research, and considered important for any scholarly vampire that was serious about where they came from.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm ashamed to say I don't know who wrote that.&nbsp; Was it really you, for Professor Salivtoria?"</strong></span>&nbsp; She looked back at the treasure.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"How does the tambourine fit in?"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; Chie went on in this fashion.&nbsp; There was a pearl necklace with a placard reading 'Amphibious Lycanthropy,' which caused Chie to widen her eyes.&nbsp; A lot of questions on that one, including what triggered them under the water.<br><br>&nbsp; There was a glass jar with some kind of plant growing inside it.&nbsp; A feathered fern with lovely off-white blossoms with pink tips.&nbsp; The placard read 'A Practical Study of Narcissistic Metamorphosis.'&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I probably have one or two things to say on this subject."</strong></span> Chie laughed, letting her improvises slime-swimsuit give her breasts a quick jiggle.&nbsp; She would hope such a silly little gesture wouldn't offend her hostess, but would apologize if so.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Is this flower the, ah, specimen?&nbsp; Or just something you found on the way?"</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp; She came across one more that gave her pause.&nbsp; It was a fetish, a sort of humanoid doll with an array of ornaments, some of which were made of precious metals and gems, while others were bones, skulls, and clay medallions.&nbsp; Strange, and a little unnerving, Chie leaned closer to the placard.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Spiritual Perspective on Possessing the Willing."</strong></span>&nbsp; Chie turned to her, her expression half afraid and half curious.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Now this one needs, ah, context."</strong></span> she laughed.<br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>17-07-2017, 04:31:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day 1, mid morningish<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; A friend for the first time in how long? <br><hr><br>&nbsp;“The the mountains?” &nbsp;she asked as rain began to drum around the library’s windows. It was a soft but heavy drizzling rain that helped to mute everything and be peaceful and relaxing. The sound of it against the outside walls and the windows was also accompanied by the chill and dampness that was known in the library. &nbsp;“I-I once lived in a village that was surrounded by mountains. I-I sometimes recreate my village.” &nbsp;But she could not recreate her house where she’d grown up and the horrible memories she’d created there. It was blocked from her forever and she was glad of that. She never wanted to be there again. Having been trapped in the rubble of that house for so long by herself and having to dwell upon the sins she’d committed.<br><br>Uriah smiled and settled down to sit in front of the goo girl, floating so her head was at the same height as the slime. &nbsp;“The goo would dissolve when the chair dissolves,” &nbsp;she said softly. &nbsp;“N-nothing here is what you would expect. It’s mental projection.” &nbsp;She looked at the lines of bookshelves, books that had been lost centuries ago as the library had cycled out tomes for other novels or had replaced them because the wear and tear was too much for the old books. They could be read in her library certainly but they could not exist outside her library. &nbsp;“It’s not a scholar’s pen,” &nbsp;she said, there was a note of pain in her voice. &nbsp;“I-I’m not enrolled at the University. T-they couldn’t put me on roster because I don’t stay long. At least not officially.” &nbsp;She took the pen and held it examining it. &nbsp;“I-if you look at the engraving it’s not the scholar pen. It’s a s-special pen they created for me. M-master Gil demanded it and that is why I have it.” &nbsp;She indicated the slight marks on the pen that marked its differences from the typical scholar’s pen. The gold inlay wasn’t actually gold but fine silver. Her name etched into the base of the pen.<br><br>The ghost indicated for the tambourine to float upwards and to her. She gently cradled it in her lap as she looked at it. &nbsp;“T-the thesis is Master Gil’s I-I’m just his researcher. I-I compile the information and allow him to determine the course and publish it. H-he’s very busy and he gives me access to the library so I research and construct theories and ideas.” &nbsp;Her fingers continued to trace the outline of the tambourine. &nbsp;“T-this was found in conducting the research. V-vampires used to use music to hypnotize victims until they became what they are today. This is supposed to be one of the original instruments used to seduce victims.” &nbsp;She indicated for the instrument to return to its pedestal and pulled more items for the curious slime. Her smile growing as the discussion was now on things that made sense to her. Research and history, something she had great experience in both.<br><br>Wars had been fought; plagues and famines had passed her by in her in her necklace and gave her the odd ability to look at the changes with the detached eye of someone who would never know them or the problems they had. To have no connection to those vast numbers and only knew their name. Had the time to research lineages and battles if she so desired. Her pleasure reading was often tracking down the lines of great houses and her work was for Master Gil. Things like the origins of vampires and lycanthropes things that interested the vampire and gave him prestige. &nbsp;“T-that flower is part of a spell; a component from a long gone plant. B-back in the sixth century m-many people used the plant to force a metamorphic change in lovers. It became banned and hunted into near extinction because w-while it changed the people who used it i-it never lasted and was essential a drug. A-a scholar started to breed the plant to remove the addiction to it. I-it wasn’t the plant it was the change.” &nbsp;Her fingers touched against the glass jar. She had wished to see the fields of the plant and the crops of them in bloom to smell and touch them. But this was as close as she could come to the flower. She had often wondered if she could have used the flower herself but fear of change kept her from using it.<br><br>As the slime handled the fetish Uriah blushed and looked away. Of all the items in her gallery that was the item she’d forgotten about and had hoped that no one would ever see. It was perhaps her most theoretical idea that as a ghost she could cause an out of body and thereby spiritual experience on others and thereby give the other a taste of their immortality through their soul. To give that fetish to someone and shunt their soul out of their body for a time so they could experience the life she had. But ultimately she had deemed it too dangerous to experiment with and she had kept it here in the library. Kept it where it would be safe from abuse. &nbsp;“T-that w-was just a theory,” &nbsp;she said. &nbsp;“I-I thought I could grant normal humans out of body e-experiences and let them s-see what it was like to be a g-ghost. B-but it was too dangerous. Could n-never figure how to make the person return to their body and not wither away and die.” &nbsp;She had wanted to use it and she thought it could be tested but what if the person never wanted to return? Without the soul a body would waste away. Nothing to keep the body around if the soul had left.<br><br>She picked up the fetish, willing it far from the two of them into the deep recesses of the library. &nbsp;“T-that’s too dangerous. S-some of my research is… fatal.” &nbsp;She turned to look at a collection of tomes piled on a table that until now had been shaded from view. &nbsp;“T-that table contains years of r-research into h-how to kill most monsters. W-weaknesses and strengths the thing a h-hunter would need to eradicate us. All of us.” &nbsp;She didn’t look at the slime. She felt bad that early in her life when she was given access to the library that she had collected as much information as she could to end her unlife and that of her master. To rest finally and forever but she had never seen fit to give the information to anyone. Had no idea who to give the information to so they could help her and a part of her welcomed ending her immortality by any cost but another part of her feared ending it. So similar to those that still lived that she felt it was her only connection with them. To be afraid of ultimate death was something that she felt still made her human.<br><br>She picked up a cute plush animal. &nbsp;“A-a student u-used to talk to this plush while they studied. One day the plush was there but no student. I studied and watched the table where the animal was but never did I see it claimed. I-I never knew what happened to her and so I have kept it to make sure it was safe.” &nbsp;She suspected what happened to the zombie that had this stuffed toy but she dared not speak it. In a world where others faded it was not heard to imagine that she had met her end. She continued to cycle through items, pointing out personal mementos and keep sakes she’d earned over the years when she had helped to research other student’s problems.<br><br>Finally she smiled and pulled the last item out and gave it to Chie to examine. A simple rose dipped in black paint. &nbsp;“D-Do you know what this is?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrestaDGTation</strong> on <strong>03-09-2017, 17:55:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br>Time:&nbsp; Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room &gt;&gt; Uriah's Necklace<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Uriah, Closed<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Human-like skin (110mr), Inside Uriah's Necklace<br>Music:&nbsp; Shores of Another World (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xU5tQIDMAEw)<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Chie was mystified.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Uriah many beautiful things, and so much history behind all of them.&nbsp; She remembered their original mission was to find valuable stuff and sell it to get swimsuits and so forth.&nbsp; But, everything here seemed like it was right where it supposed to be, in a sense.&nbsp; Everything had a story, someone who cared for it.&nbsp; Someone who protected it, and protected others from it.&nbsp; The tambourine that was once used by vampires to hypnotize prey.&nbsp; A fetish which apparently could hurl the soul out of a body?&nbsp; It was a sacred treasure trove.<br><br>&nbsp; "There's a joke somewhere here about you being a literal ghost writer." she remarked, as Uriah went through the history and research projects of each item.&nbsp; It was funny that they'd come here looking for expensive things to gather and sell to purchase swimsuits.&nbsp; So far, Chie couldn't see anything as something to part with for something so paltry.&nbsp; Even so, Chie could feel her own scientific bent warping her perspective.&nbsp; Wherever there was a problem, there was opportunity, as her mentors liked to say.&nbsp; The fact that this extinct plant that could cause metamorphosis actually existed here..<br><br>&nbsp; "I.. would love a chance to work on that plant."&nbsp; Chie exclaimed, as soon as Uriah had gotten done discussing such things.&nbsp; "I've read about them, and knew they were rare to the point of extinction, but I never expected to find one here!&nbsp; Do you know how much my species could benefit from something like this!?"&nbsp; She turned, her neck snapping at an abnormal angle.&nbsp; Even with the polymer, Chie had to have some awareness of her body, or she'd look unnatural.&nbsp; Just for the moment, she was getting excited.&nbsp; "How far did that other researcher get in removing the addictive effects!&nbsp; Oh, you said it was just the change, though.&nbsp; I wonder if Slimes would be affected by that?"&nbsp; She looked at the flower longingly, her curiosity spiking.&nbsp; "Do you think.. I could have a few seeds?&nbsp; Might even fix our swimsuit problem!"<br><br>&nbsp; Whatever Uriah's answer to that might be, Chie continued listening her to explanations on the other items.&nbsp; The fetish was of particular interest, even though Uriah claimed it was fatal.&nbsp; It was the blush she gave when describing it that really made Chie wonder.&nbsp; As she described it, it seemed like she was more interested in companionship as a ghost than anything, and had fundamentally made a more ethically prone tool to kill people.&nbsp; Still, it spoke even further volumes to the woman's loneliness, that she'd need to create something like this.&nbsp; Chie's mind twisted a little, trying to decide how an object that could remove souls might be useful, but she could only ponder the opposite theory.&nbsp; Putting souls into a body.<br><br>&nbsp; Uriah also had an immense collection of books on how to kill monsters.&nbsp; Literally any and all of them, she said, although with some trepidation.&nbsp; Chie winced a little, not really enjoying the prospect of someone documenting how to kill a Slime.&nbsp; But she also wondered about Uriah, who obviously was living in a pocket dimension with literal instructions on how to destroy herself.&nbsp; Was it Gil who'd given her this, as some twisted form of compassion.&nbsp; Or was it some other moron who didn't realize the cruelty they'd manufactured, by letting someone live in a prison cell with the only most macabre of keys.&nbsp; It saddened Chie to think of this reality, only further accenting what she was already thinking.<br><br>&nbsp; The ghost also showed her a doll from someone in the library.&nbsp; An abandoned thing, lovingly kept and treasured.&nbsp; It was sweet, really.&nbsp; Uriah had a heart, and there was even poetry to the way she gathered up things that felt like her.&nbsp; It made up Chie's mind a little, on what needed to transpire next.&nbsp; Uriah was fascinating, but the stutters in her speech, the baleful sorrow of her existence, and that fact that she never much cared for Professor Gil, had formed the thought in her mind that she needed to get the ghost out of here.<br><br>&nbsp; Uriah was still moving about, showing her a rose dipping in black paint.&nbsp; Chie stared at it a little, forming her lips into an uneasy scowl and looking back up at Uriah with a quizzical expression.&nbsp; "I've heard of something like this, called Plunentis Umbrare, or Living Shade.&nbsp; Vampires used to use it as makeup so they could walk around in the sunlight, before they realized it was basically parasitic to non-plant life.&nbsp; It's good for the body, but sucks for cognition and motor function.&nbsp; It's, ah, a derogatory term in my species."&nbsp; She looked down at the paint again.&nbsp; "Am I right, or is it something else?"<br><br>&nbsp; "Uriah.. How do I put this?&nbsp; I want to get you a body.&nbsp; This place is fascinating to me, honestly, but it seems like it's so dreary."&nbsp; Chie grinned.&nbsp; "My roomie laughed at me for bringing science stuff with me on vacation, but I've seen four other people, at least, with a scientific bent.&nbsp; And I'd love to help you!&nbsp; But only if it's something you want!"<br><br>&nbsp; Chie wiggled her arm a little and sighed.&nbsp; "Funny that I just put on the polymer, I can't do it right now.&nbsp; See.. a Lalphlen Slime like me, you probably already know, reproduces by building mass and splitting apart.&nbsp; Two sentient slimes with the same memories and cognition, only they grow separately from there.&nbsp; I lost a lot of mass when I came through the portal, sadly, but I could probably manage it, so long as I stuffed myself full of yummy things for a while.&nbsp; So, my reason for saying that is, ah, you said the Fetish can eject a soul.&nbsp; If you can possess a body without one, then you could give it to my double when I split off, and have a body for your own."&nbsp; She made a self dismissive motion.&nbsp; "Of course, you'd be a Slime, so there's that.&nbsp; But it's one thought.&nbsp; Another though.. there's some weird summoners and robot makers out there.."<br><br>&nbsp; Chie shook her head.&nbsp; "Uriah, why don't you and me go peruse the Island together.&nbsp; I'll pay for your swimsuit, and you can see what's around.&nbsp; If you see something that catches your eye as a possibility, maybe we can science it up and get you out of here!&nbsp; And if you ever need to come back in, you always have the Fetish that would allow you to while your body was sleeping or something, right?&nbsp; I actually don't know how that works, you'll have to tell me.&nbsp; But yeah!&nbsp; How does that sound?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ecchi Island - Spring Break - Chie and Rayne's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jeflint</strong> on <strong>25-09-2017, 01:18:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name: &nbsp;Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br>Time:&nbsp; day 1, mid morningish<br>Location:&nbsp; Chie and Rayne's Room<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br>Notes/Warning:&nbsp; Tentative Joy<br><hr><br>Uriah stared into the slime woman’s eyes suddenly rushed forward and hugged her. &nbsp;“Thank you,” &nbsp;she said giving a gentle, and freezing, kiss to the cheek. &nbsp;“I-I couldn’t take your s-surrogate’s place. B-but it means a lot to me.” &nbsp;She looked around at the library in her mind and gave a soft smile and settled down in front of her friend. Taking her hand she closed her eyes and willed them to leave the bauble.<br><br>She opened her eyes and continued to float. &nbsp;“I-I’ve never worn a swimsuit before. M-master Gil never went outside when it was light and there wasn’t much reason for me to go swimming since I can’t touch things without concentration.” &nbsp;She became slightly translucent as her body relaxed a bit. &nbsp;“B-but I’d go with you. To look.” &nbsp;She gave a smile and adjusted her long white hair as she looked at the slime.<br><br>It’d been so long since she’d talked to anyone that she’d forgotten how nice it could be to just sit and talk. To enjoy another sentient company. Even if it was a slime and she wouldn’t have much in common with her. She seemed to have the same curious bent she herself did and that meant the two had common ground that they could discover things together. Her providing the ability to physically touch things and interact and Uriah providing her scholastic training and years of knowledge she’d gained. It was almost like with Master Gil only there wasn’t an attraction to the slime.<br><br>She examined that thought from the purely scientific side. Chie was certainly in a shape that was appealing to most sentient males and perhaps a few females. She had no interest in women per say but she often found herself attracted to the stern and demanding head librarian. That woman pushed the scholar’s buttons and sent a warmth through her cold dead heart. Could she be attracted to Chie? Perhaps in a platonic manner but on the whole it wasn’t something she was considering. This was an opportunity to have a living friend.<br><br>That thought however made her sad because no matter how much she wanted a living friend if she herself were immortal then her friendships would be hallow and not lasting. Like a pet. To briefly in the life of the longer creature… like her to Master Gil. She shook her head and sighed. &nbsp;“Sorry, s-scholarly thought.” &nbsp;She gave a wan smile and floated till she was on Chie’s level. &nbsp;“L-lead the way, Chie.” &nbsp;She didn’t offer her arm but she did make a motion and the necklace flew up and gently deposited around the slime’s neck. &nbsp;“C-can we stop by the bookstore too? J-just to see if they have any texts I haven’t read.” &nbsp;The ghost knew how the fetish worked and she didn't know if she really wanted to risk it on a new born creature. It would certainly be easier on them than on say a longer lived on who was attached to their body. But to force the slime out of it's new body to have it permanently become her own... that would not do. She knew of a ritual but she'd never found a witch who could perform it. It required ingredients that she had but a significant amount of living energy. Sex magic would have the desired amount but she didn't know if that would have other unforeseen side effects in creating a body. She didn't know if that much raw energy would be good for her or not. But she didn't want to tell that to her new friend. Better to keep that ritual hidden for now. Not that she was likely to find a practitioner of that type of magic on this island anyway.<br>
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