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The waves were a bit more restless today. Sunny, hot out, and the tide was kicking up a bit more of a fuss that it usually did. The tavern in the yacht jostled gently to and fro, the "Siren's Song" sign on the flybridge waving from side to side as if greeting any passerbys willing to venture close enough to be entranced by the smell of fried goods and fresh, cold beer. And the music, the strum of those beautiful Celtic strings, these sensations were their on Siren-call. Sad to say though, Aragon wasn't getting more foot traffic today. A few human patrons had stopped by earlier, got their fill, went off to go fishing, but no one else to really keep him company.
The gem sighed gently, polishing the bar counter, waiting for another customer to drop by and brighten his day. He's taken plenty to using social media to his advantage and getting the word out about his tavern, so he was a little disappointed that the place he'd put so much pride into wasn't getting that much love, even from people who just wanted to get drunk. Mm, perhaps he was being too impatient, however. Best to keep his chin up...can't help a customer with a big frown on his face. He put his best smile back on, adjust his elf ears and short-sleeve gambeson, and fluffed up his hair, and went back to cleaning the bar counter with a hum to his tune!
Y'see, normally, when you have to investigate a boat and literally can't exist in water, you don't go. Yeah, uhh... Sugar decided "fuck H2O, I have a gem that is highly likely to be an insurrectionist to kill", walked all the way down to the beach, realized that she had a high chance of death, and ran the hell back.
Now, piloting a small and completely watertight Gemtech hoverskiff that she, er, "borrowed" from Obsi, Sugar made her way to the Siren's Song with Pyrope in tow, considering how she could ensure that whoever the gem was that had been sailing the high seas and selling alcohol was, in fact, an insurrectionist, and how to kill them if they were. She hadn't had much luck with her mission at all since she was marooned on this damned planet, and she desperately needed a win. The alternatives were death and hanging out with Obsidian. So... Death.
"Pyrope, what do you think the chances are of this guy being an innie?" Sugar asked her partner, turning away from the controls for a minute to face the fusion.
Pyrope wasn't too pleased with Sugar, eyeing her retreat from the 'deadly H2O'. It made little sense to her why they would send a gem who was weak to water to a planet mainly made of it. She was probably meant to die, come to think of it... In any case, she set on top of this small hovercraft with a rather displeased look on her face. She looked down and through the glass front, "No clue, don't really care too much. Frankly I feel this mission is kind of a waste of time. After all, it's just some gem selling drinks on a boat. Not exactly public enemy number one. Unless..." She gasped, rather dramatically, "Oh no! What if they don't have a license!" Her face returned to its usually glare, laying back flat on the craft as they sped along to the gem's ship.
Walking down the docks, green hood pulled up over his neon-green hair, both sides of his head cut shorter then the rest, not that one could really see much under the hood anyways. Varis strolled with his hands stuffed into his hoodie pockets, humming a little tune to himself, "~Oh, where will we go, iv got nooo bright idea, iv got nooo bright idea where we go this time..~" It had been some time since he had been to the docks... not since the end of the fight with that weird Cowboy... Cowgem? Something..
Stopping at the sight of a ship he had not seen parked in the docks before... well not that too many boats really came in that often anyways. Squinting his neon green eyes he spotted the sign, "Siren's Song?" He mumbled to himself before figured that since he had nothing else going on... no giant corrupt spider creature trying to destroy the city, nor some Homeworld flunk out trying to cause trouble. Upon getting closer to the vessel he had not really been looking around much so not noticing much else around him, he was playing his human trick so he felt pretty well blended in. His tan skin was JUST close enough to pass for human.
Stepping aboard the ship with slow paces as he takes in the... pretty cool decor! "T-This looks like it should be in a D&D campaign... neat!" He softly kinda spoke to himself before catching the... elf? Or was it a gem? No has to be a gem, he could spot the gem on her... his chest... oh thats gonna be fun to find out. "Why must we be confusing... not even gonna ask." ran through his mind. "Uh... h-hi? You are open, yeah?" He asks stepping up to the bar with a grin on his face, his hood still up covering some of his hair, but still unless this gem was keen on gems... be kinda hard to see threw his disguise. He seemed ready to sit down if the place was indeed open, a drink sound pretty good about now anyways.
Aragon was spritzing down a stained tankard with a spray bottle full of water, wiping it out with a damp rag and a soft hum. He perked up as he heard the door jingle and saw...HIS FIRST HUMAN CUSTOMER! Ohhhhh, geez, it took quite a bit not for him to burst into joy. He leaned forward, grinning from ear to ear as he set the spray bottle behind the counter. The gem opened his mouth and his voice boomed forward.
"WEHLKOME! Salye'taytions, COME! Comecomecome, set, have ey beerr end some fewd ta' fill yerr guht! What wewd ye' like t'day~?"
His voice, despite being loud, boisterous and imposing, still retained a demure pitch that further convoluted his gender identity. But he was certainly friendly enough, setting a menu of olde foods and beers in front of the human. "M' name es Aragon. Plesed t' beh serrven' ya!"
Sugar rolled her eyes in response to Pyrope's sarcastic remark. Okay, to be fair, she was just fucking bored, and tired of hearing Zircon scream. But she couldn't get out of the compound with the reasoning of "I'mma shoot a bitch". That would just prompt questions. So she went with "I think an Insurrectionist is trying to set up shop." That was sufficient enough as a reason. Not that the scientist would care much anyway. Sugar hadn't seen any Crystal Gems in a while.
"Be honest, you gotta be tired of hearing Obsi's experiments too. I still hear the screaming late at night. Gives me shivers..." she stated before returning her attention to steering the craft, easing it up next to the Siren's Song and extending a landing ramp on board.
Pyrope remained laying down of the front of the craft, looking up at the clouds as they floated on by. She grimaced as Sugar mentioned Obsidian's experiments, staying rather silent. They were rather... well they couldn't be explained. They were simply necessary evils for the greater good. Or at least that's what she was taught... In any case she pushed the thoughts from her head, sitting up as they neared their target. As they stopped she jumped off, landing hard in the edge of the water (nearly splashing Sugar accidentally), and simply walked over to the entrance waiting for Sugar to finish with her ramp nonsense. "A gem who can't touch water... what will those Blues think of next..." She then turned and entered the establishment, puffing her chest up slightly and standing at her full height. Good for looking intimidating, y'know?
She stopped just past the doorway, crossing her arms and examining the room. It was rather empty, save for their target behind the bar and... Variscite? "Oooh boy..." She couldn't help but sigh to herself. Great, something to complicate the mission, a good Samaritan. And of course it had to be the gem she had past 'encounters' with, none of which had ended well. Regaining her composure she took a step to the side, opening up the doorway for Sugar to enter herself. Pyrope herself stayed silent, glaring at either of the gems if they met her gaze.
The "Human" was rather excited at how... well excited this gem got! "WEHLKOME! Salye'taytions, COME! Comecomecome, set, have ey beerr end some fewd ta' fill yerr guht! What wewd ye' like t'day~?" Quickly following this, slightly confusing gems, request and sitting down at the bar. The gem introduced themselves as "Aragon" and he made a small mental note as to not forget the gems name. "Heh, thanks! Uhh.... I ju-just take whatever you have that's uh... easy, yeah?" He said with a grin across his face.
He wanted to ask, "Um... are you male? Or....." but... is that rude? Again maybe just skip that subject again for now... or until its brought up, indeed a nice enough gem anyways. Turning his head a bit to the side as he glanced around at all of the great stuff along the walls, and hanging from the ceiling. A rather large "Tower" shield caught his eye, it HAD to be as large as he was! Amazing that humans would carry these around into battle... "Hm?" Out of the corner of his eye he saw something... another gem? A "Oh.... this sh-should be good." He mumbled softly to himself after spotting Pyrope.
He just smiled and turned back towards Aragon behind the bar, not like he had to worry about Pyrope... right? He became friends with the two little gems, he was kinda happy to see them all fused together, meant they were happy themselves right?
"Ohl-ryghteh! Mead'ene mutton!" Aragon grinned, grabbing a thick, wrought iron tankard and filling it to the brim, grabbing a thick, frozen leg of mutton from the freezer embedded into the wall on Aragon's right hand side, tossing it into the fryer behind himself. Throwing the spigot back and stopping the flow of mead, Aragon hummed at the hiss of fryer oil as it crackled angrily around the invading meat. The tankard was brought down onto the counter, capped with thick foam.
But it wasn't long before more...'customers' showed up. His gaze settled onto the Pyrope before him, who seemed especially non-plussed to be here...which meant that there was going to be more Gems behind her. He kept his cheery expression on, leaning onto the bar counter. No reason to panic, just let things come as they may. "Ohhh weyll nohw, tew cuhstomerrs in e' dey? Ye' cohme at a good time, food en' derrink are free thes week, orderr up while ye' can."
His hand went to the spray bottle, grabbing it up and giving the counter another spritz, wiping it down juuuust for that extra gleam. He draped the rag over his shoulder, fluffed up his hair and made sure his eyes caught the light just right as he smiled...almost flirtatiously at Pyrope, his androgynous, demure charms kicking into gear. It was a little hard to tell honestly, as he went about pulling up a menu for her and an extra one...just in case.
Sugar really could do without all the sass. Yes, it was true that the compound that Sugar was made of dissolved upon exposure to water, but that didn't make her weak. She just had to protect her core. Though, her coat wouldn't exactly be enough if she happened to fall in, which is always a concern when you are going to fight someone on a boat. Eh, she's manage.
Rolling her shoulders and popping her neck as the ramp descended, Sugar zipped up her coat and sauntered in, taking in the atmosphere of the place. Whatever it was, it all seemed... Foreign to her. Whether or not it had some form of cultural significance, she didn't quite understand. Nevertheless, atmosphere wasn't the reason she was there. Disregarding the other gem sitting at the bar, Sugar took a seat at a table, motioning for Pyrope to join her. "Why do you think he built a pub on a boat?" the smaller gem mused, eyes shifting about the area.
Pyrope waited for Sugar to enter before proceeding, sitting down with her at the counter (thankfully away from Variscite.) She couldn't help but glance at him every now and then, more than a little upset he happened to be here today. If things went south, and with Sugar they usually do, he'd no doubt get in the way of things. Her thoughts were, however, soon occupied by their target. She was rather taken back by his speech, blinking a few times as she processed everything he (she?) said. She opened her mouth to speak, "Uh-" but again she was stunned. Was he hitting on her? Something about his... her... looks in the light...
It took her a second to realize he was handing her a menu, shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts, "Th-thanks. Nice place you have." She quickly plunged her head into the menu, trying to distract herself (and hide the blush she had built up. Without looking up from the menu she cleared her throat and whispered to Sugar, "Maybe he heard a water-soluble gem was hunting him down, wanted to take precautions." She returned to her menu, chuckling to herself. Maybe she joked with Sugar too much, but she hadn't really earned her respect yet. If anything she only followed her because she was designed to. Of course when it came to business... "That gem in the booth over there may be a problem, he's a... 'friend' of ours. No clue if he's a decent fighter, but I'd rather it not come to that." She glanced around the room, taking her time as if she was simply curious as to not draw attention. Ducking back down to her menu, "One of us should be able to block the exits pretty well, though I think you'll have an easier time moving around in here than I will. I'll work defense, you get things done quickly. I'll wait for your signal..." And with that she sat up and put her menu down, "One... 'mead' (whatever that was) and one 'leg of mutton'. Please."
"Annehthen' ferr yew~!" He chimed, passing another little wink at the Pyrope, doing a little twirl for her as he worked his magic, flicking his hair out with a sensuous giggle. Yet as he reached down to grab a stein for her, he could tell. The way they had just appeared, the way they held themselves, and the fact they were whispering since they had stepped in: he was under watch. Aragon had to play his cards right and keep calm, he couldn't risk any form of exposure here. it would destroy his civilian life and his dream job, his home. He had to be demure and...well-
The stein fumbled itself from his hands and onto the floor as he stood upright again, causing him to frown. "Aghhh, mey bahd, leyt meh geht that..." He turned and bent over to pick up the stein, and he found himself grinning. The cloth around his shapely physique stretched to keep it all together and suddenly it was all too clear what they were truly dealing with. Thick. Round. It was just so...out there, it was almost unreal. Surely no man could posess a radial hip cushioners of such perfection and power. He suppressed a giggle as he 'looked' for the stein. "By Thurr's hammah, wherre es thaht blashted mohg?" He stuck it out a little more, and it just seemed to...climb the counter, good heavens even Sir Mix-Alot couldn't handle such proportions of posterior.
To be completely frank, Sugar was at a loss for words. Whoever this gem was, they were flirtatious, moderately attractive, and... booty. Yes. Ass-tastic. Sure, hers was better, but still. This was quite the distraction. Taking a moment to clear her throat, Sugar began looking around the establishment, hoping to find their target and get out of there as soon as possible. "If we can even find whoever this punk is. Place is pretty much vacant, and I don't want to sink this thing for obvious reasons." Sug replied under her breath, using a hand to shield her eyes from the gyrating booty on the other side of the table. Their server was questionable at best, but not to the point of being their target. Clearly he was a gem, yes, but a threat? Maybe on the dance floor. Or if he managed to sit on you.
Pyrope herself was just as mesmerized as her companion, watching the clumsy gem fumble over the dropped mug. Much to her amusement, enjoying the scene perhaps just a bit too much. Such was her distraction that she completely missed Sugar's comment, only snapping to attention moments after. She looked down to one of her gems, located on her right arm, seemingly embarrassed as if she had been caught having wandering eyes by her significant other. She looked back up and turned her attention, trying very hard to avoid watching the show any further, to the table as if she was pondering over the menu. "R-right of course Sugar. I'll uh... ahem. I'll wait your order." In truth she had no idea what Sugar had said, but she had to say something! Couldn't be caught staring at... at... her eyes snapped back at the menu as if it was the most interesting thing to her.
The gem stifled a breath as he made a delightful shudder, feeling those prying eyes scanning his goods. By Thurr, how did he go from decorated veteran to bartending deviant? Aragon couldn't help it, he simply loved toying with his two 'patrons'. Especially the one with the crimson to her, she seemed rather susceptible to his advances. Easy to distract. Getting both of them out of his establishment should be simple enough. Stein back in his hand, he swept his butt from the counter as he stood up straight, looking over his shoulder and passing a wink and a silent flirtation of his lips to the Pyrope before his face resumed a normal, pleasant smile in a matter of seconds. "Therr wee ahrr. Leht meh geyt tha' forhrr yeh."
The mead poured from the spigot: a wonderful golden-amber in hue with a rich top made of bountiful froth. Truly, a drink fit for a jolly monarch. To match it, a large beer-fried mutton leg big enough to bludgeon someone to death with. The portioning was apparently a thing of nonexistence in the tavern. If you come here to eat, you're going to eat your fill and then some, it would seem. The soul-whites of his eyes flicked over to Sugar, a little smirk forming on his expression as he slide the drink and food to Pyrope. "So, waht's brught yeh n' yerr cute friehnd therr to meh taverhn, mm?"
Blue Quartz: That was the worst hi ever XD Why ..?
Sept 18, 2019 20:49:34 GMT
Blue Quartz: How the heck is everyone?
Sept 18, 2019 20:49:58 GMT
Ruby?: I’m good! Just trying to get some threads and arcs started up
Sept 19, 2019 1:17:24 GMT
This Roleplay is a prequel to Steven Universe to an extent with some slight retconing and its own progression to the story that will turn out differently to how stuff plays out in the show.Thanks to the message by Rose Quartz several gems are rising up to protect Earth and have labelled themselves as the Crystal Gems. Others on earth are remaining aligned to Homeworld though despite the isolation of Earth from Homeworld
All gems on earth are still stranded, the communication hub is still offline and all the space warps are shattered, it has now been revealed that this is the work of Rose Quartz and her small group known as the Crystal gems. They have rebelled against Homeworld and have chosen to protect the Earth (Trapping themselves on Homeworld to keep the warps down).
Now both sides are fighting among themselves along with fighting against the 'Corruption' a virus is infecting many gems turning most of them into mindless monsters, but those with a stronger will seem to becoming something more sinister.
The Game has changed now. The question has finally been posed, are you against Homeworld or allied with them. Or do you have your own agenda that may or may not been assisted by the ‘Corruption’. Regardless the seeds have been placed down and although it is only the beginning the fight for or against Earth and the corruption has begun. The choice is yours for how it is shaped on the Original Steven Universe Roleplay Site.
Orginal Opening Plot Here Thread That Changed Everything
Differances Between the Roleplay and the Show
*Thanks to Rose Quartz' message the Gems on Earth are entirely aware that the Homeworld Gems intend to wipe out the human race.
*The "corruption" is being treated like a virus due to lack of info about it on the show.
*Garnet, Pearl and Rose are assumed capture on Homeworld
*Garnet,Pearl and Rose broke the space warps to delay Homeworld
*Thanks to Roses Message gems now know what the Kindergarten was used for