+ Twelvth Fairytale +
I'm going slime hunting. If I don't return, Major, can you make sure Jak dies? Thank you.
[Oleg has his tableleg over his shoulder, a leash and a collar in a backpack and a tableknife in his pocket.
He is ready, motherfuckers, in all his eleven year old strength and glory to capture a slimeHe starts sneaking through the temple on Deck 13 with ( Read more... )
[Oleg has his tableleg over his shoulder, a leash and a collar in a backpack and a tableknife in his pocket.
He is ready, motherfuckers, in all his eleven year old strength and glory to capture a slimeHe starts sneaking through the temple on Deck 13 with ( Read more... )
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Oleg drops his flashlight and swings as hard as he can!]
Nngh!
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The Dragon Slime does a barrel roll and chirps, flapping its wings.]
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[Oleg can't believe it did a barrel roll! He starts swinging again and again, more to try and herd it back into a corner where he can smack it enough to maybe knock it onto the ground.
Try barrel rolling your way out of that!
... the table leg is really heavy, though, but Oleg grits his teeth and powers on, as much as a pre-teen can be said to power through anything.]
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Oleg's swings are slowing down and he breathes hard--shit, he's starting to have a tight chest, meaning an asthma attack isn't far off. He tries to breathe deeply. If he can end this quickly, he'll have all the time in the world to suck on his puffer!
He swings again, aiming to bonk it on the head!]
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Hee hee, that was fun!]
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[Oleg crows in triumph, surprised to find that for once when he's fighting, he's having fun. The slime is kinda cute, too, and it's smiling back--though Oleg isn't sure if it really means it.
He swings again, aiming to repeat the bonk on the head. If he can stun it, maybe he can get the leash around its... well, it has no neck. Maybe its tail?]
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The Dragon Slime's cheek contorts with the hit, and it chirps.
A moment later, it belches out a mouthful of flames, then flaps its wings.]
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[This thing is tough!
Oleg has to jerk to the side when it breathes flames and he's panting hard, starting to wheeze but he WILL BE TRIUMPHANT... or he'll feel like a total loser.
But imagine if he had a pet dragon slime. How awesome would that be?
He summons up strength for another bonk!]
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It knocks it into the wall, and it bounces off, landing on the floor with a boing!]
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[Oleg is still wheezing, but he can drop the tableleg and tackle the slime (while trying to avoid those huuuuge horns, of course)!
He tries to jump on the slime with the intent of wrestling it to the ground so he can fit the leash on.]
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[The Dragon Slime zips up into the air and wriggles, then POP! A hockey puck drops onto the floor. Oh my, is that signed by Tatiscey, Oleg?]
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Number 34, Tatiscey of the New Jersey Razors?!
He's only one of Oleg's HEROES.
... but the puck isn't going anywhere and he wants. this. fucking. slime. leashed.
Oleg grabs the collar and bites the buckle open, then tries to fit it around the slime's wriggling tail.]
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[The Dragon Slime wriggles and pops free of the collar, then swoops around in a circle before settling on top of Oleg's head.]
Chu~
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[Oleg gingerly reaches up to... pet it? Will it bite him? It doesn't seem like it's attacking...]
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