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Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

"I don't do stupid stuff!" Vincent exclaimed in mock offence, glaring at her. His glare, however, was filled with mirth.
 
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Oliver went along willingly, waving his unoccupied hand at his new friends with a cheerful grin. He let himself be dragged up the staircase, stumbling a little on the steps as the world started spinning in time with the stairs. "Woah," He muttered, a little dazed, "This is trippy as hell!"
As they got out from the manhole, Oliver blinked in the sunlight, squinting his eyes to shield them from the sudden burn of the daylight, before looking up at Graeme adoringly, giving him a cutesy smile, "You have very dehf, defia, dehli... I mean..." Oliver scrunched up his nose at the difficulty he had saying the long word. For some reason, his tongue seemed numb and uncooperative, "Defined, you have very defined cheeks!" He finally forced himself to say, reaching up to run a finger over the mans cheekbones. "I could cut myself on these, I shwear," He hiccuped, before giggling and continuing walking down the street with the shapeshifter, tripping over his feet a little bit, making his shoes flash, "It's a nice feature. Makes you look right handsbone. I mean handsome."


@Dnaleri017
Graeme ignored Olliver's drunk comments and dragged him even quicker to the cafe. Upon arriving he slammed the door open and tossed the imp forward. "This drunkard here is obnoxious right now. I caution you to lock him in a closet." Graeme shut the door behind him and sat down and noticed the broken planks around the cafe. "I'm not even going to ask about that mess. I need a break to relax."
 
"Hey," Oliver slurred, "You can't put me in a closet, I'm not even ou-" the force of Graeme's push sending him faceplanting to the floor, which the imp ignored in favor of rolling over to take in everything, "W-wha?" He asked confused, staring up at the hole in the roof with widened eyes. "That wasn't there before? Wash it?"
 
Ellie peeked through the hole giggling," Oliver!" She smiled jumping through the hole hugging the imp tightly," Thank god your ok!" She giggled.
 
The imp giggled loudly, hiccuping a little, "You're squeezing me," He informed her seriously, before bursting into giggles again, "Also," He slurred, stumbling out of her grip, "You smell like dragon shnaps..." Oliver stumbled over to the bar, sitting himself down in the nearest barstool, kicking his legs back and forth with a small, dreamy grin. Bratwurst jumped up on the counter, meowing softly.
 
" Ollie...are you drunk?" She giggled as she watched him climb on the barstool. She smiled scratching Brautwursts head lovingly causing the kitten to purr with happiness.
 
"Maybe a tiny whiny bit," Oliver relented, holding his fingers up in front of her face, his thumb and index finger parted slightly, "Like... this much." He giggled, his left eye closing to focus on his fingers. Man, he hadn't felt so good in ages! "There was some... goat people with lotsa lotsa beers from grease, you see," he explained to the best of his ability, swaying a little on his chair, "And it would'ave been rude to refushe!" He slurred, giving her an innocent smile. "I meant Greece."
 
"But I'm not sleepy," he told her confused, tilting his head to the side, "I slept real good when... when..." Oliver frowned, shaking his head as fuzzy memories of something not entirely pleasant came back to him, and he stubbornly pushed those away. "Besidesh!" he exclaimed, once again happy "I haven't told you the best part yet!" the imps tail shot out and curled itself around her wrist in excitement, his grin spreading on his face once again, "The goat people are going to join the resistance!"
 
Graeme walked over to Oliver and picked him up by the scruff of his neck like a cat. "You need sleep. Trust me, been there, done that." With that he adjusted the imp in his hand like a ball and tossed him through the hole and onto the floor above them. "Now sleep it off or I won't let you come along on my treasure hunt!"
 
" Eh? Goat people.... You mean the saytrs!?" Ellie asked wide eyed. " Vinny!!!" Ellie called out. "Oliver that's amazing!!" She smiled kissing the imps cheek.
 
"Hey! Lemme go you big brute!" Oliver shouted, kicking his legs meaninglessly in the air, squirming around, trying to get free, "This isn't my first-" The rest of his sentence was abruptly cut short as he was literally flung up through the hole, landing with a great bang next to the opening, "That was rude!" He shouted down, glaring daggers at the shapeshifter before his expression changed to that of wonder, "Wait, treasure hunt?"


 
Vincent stuck his head out of his bedroom, taking in the scene with widened eyes. Oliver was lying on his living room floor, shouting obscenities through the demon made hole in the wooden planks. He was also wearing his favorite shirt, the one he had gotten especially because of it's amazing print. The demon let out a small sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. When he heard Ellie call for him downstairs, he hurried over to the door, before remembering the now much more convenient way down.


With a small grin, he jumped through the hole, landing expertly in front of the witch, his shoes hardly making any sound. "Yes?"


@Elfia Nightwing


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"What?" Vincent deadpanned, blinking slowly, "That's..." the demon blinked once again to try and better get a grip on what that really meant, "That's great!" He finally exclaimed, grinning up the hole, giving two thumbs up, The Satyr's joining their cause really was great, and it was well known that their race were excellent fighters and archers. A few enchanted arrows into their quivers meant them being able to take down almost anything! When the demon didn't get a response from the imp, he tilted his head before reaching up and pulling on the red tail that dangled lazily overhead, earning him a surprised yelp from the second floor. "Whaat?" Oliver whined, poking his head over the edge with an offended expression.


Vincent grinned up at him, waving a hand excitedly, "Nice job with the Satyr's, buddy!" He called, this time earning him an excited smile of gratitude from the small boy.
 
"I can't beilive it! With the saytrs we'll actually have a fighting chance!!" She smiled brightly looking at Vinny, taking his hand.
 
"I know!" Vincent exclaimed, just as excited, before something hit him, something he couldn't believe he hadn't though about before. "Ellie," He said seriously, looking her straight in the eye, "Someone should get Akira, before she tears the city apart looking for Oliver." He managed to hold his serious mask for about four seconds more before his face once again shone with the idea of having the legendary Satyr's fighting for their cause.
 
Ellie looked at him smiling sweetly," I know just the person," she smiled going over to phone, dialing a number, "Maria?" She smiled talking into the receiver, " Can you do me a favor?" She smiled.
 
Vincent walked over to the bar while Ellie was on the phone, sighing with contentment. Who would have thought this extreme day would actually produce something so amazing? At least now they knew why Oliver had disappeared in the first place, but the demon had to admit, he was a little curious as to how the small imp had managed to persuade the rowdy Satyr's into listening to him in the first place. With a small smile, Vincent imagined it had something to do with the boys horns.


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Oliver himself was lying on the floor next to the hole, humming quietly to himself and Bratwurst, a small smile on his face. He had the amazing feeling of having actually accomplished something blossoming from inside him, and while he was pretty drunk, he was still coherent enough to enjoy it. The looks on Ellie's and Buckley's faces had been worth all the trouble, he know decided. Besides, he thought with a small giggle, It was fun doing something like that for a change.
 
Maria sighed as she looked through the crowds of people clustering the center on the city. " I have got to learn to say no to that girl," she muttered under her breath. She glanced at a human child as she gawked at her pink hair, flashing a menacing smile at the child causing her to start crying. " Ok, if I was a crazy imp obsessed princess where would I go," she thought out loud.


@RegalWindstar
 
Akira swore under her breath as she threw a shop owner out of his own shop's window near to Maria. He Apparently noticed someone matching Oliver's description but would say no more and was being difficult. "You will tell me or I will tear your organs out one by one and feed them to you." she growled low and dangerous her foot on the guys throat.


@Elfia Nightwing
 
" Found her," Maria muttered stepping over the poor petrified man so she was in front of Akira," Hey, they found Oliver, he's back at the cafe if you wanna stop making this old guy piss himself," she drawled looking at Akira.
 
Akira smiled "Oliver is at the cafe?!" She asked happily stepping off the guys throat and picking him up throwing him behind her back through his store window. She pulled out her key "I'm going back then, you coming too or no?"


@Elfia Nightwing
 
"Sure..." Maria said distractedly as she watched the old man scurry to his phone probably to call the police. Better then try and explain that mess, she thought stepping though Akira's portal after her, ignoring the flabbergasted looks of the passing humans as the two girls seemingly disappeared in thin air.
 

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