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Aragon's eyes fluttered open as light peeked through his eyelids. The night had been wild, filled with laughter and...well, it made his cheeks flush to even recall some of the events that went down. But there she was, tangled up in his arms, drooling a little onto his sleeping shirt. And they both had rampant hair fuzz from all the tussling and rough housing and...well, falling asleep. Yes. That. His foot wiggled for the remote, hitting the mute button so he didn't have to listen to the menu, instead turning his ear to the rise and fall of her chest. The soft rush of hair in and out of her lungs, and the occasional hitch of snoring that he found incredibly adorable.
He couldn't help but turn his face and peck her cheek, giggling ever so fondly as he gently squeezed her shoulder. "Ey. Pretteh. Wake uhp...mornen's herre."
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Jun 29, 2016 5:45:45 GMT
Carbide rolls over like a sleepy bear, dragging a pillow along with her and tugging it over her head and emitting a low pestersome growl, although she may have been hiding a bit of a blush. She sits up and stares down at the very mussed and wrinkled long T shirt and pauses for a moment then quips.
..."Hmmmm okay, so I guess that IS one advantage of projected appearance modifiers.. they dont look like they got sucked through a turbine, after a nap! At least our nails still look great, right?" She holds her hand out at arms length and admires the bright colours for a moment or two, then she realizes hes still staring at her somewhat.. "Er.. Sorry, I imagine I'm a far sight more graceful to watch sleep, than I am to watch while waking up, gads I probably look like a rototiller or something.."
The scout glances over at the table which bore the opened dvd cases of the entire trilogy, extended edition, and editors extras.. "Dang, I can't believe we ran through that whole thing last night, we are either amazing or damaged in some odd odd way.." A warm giggle fit rumbles from her lips.. followed by a similar rumble from her tummy..
The girly gem had Carbide's hair spooled around his finger, listening to her quip about her mangled shirt. All the while, he busied himself with showering her with affection, giggling quietly as he pressed his lips into her cheek repeatedly, accompanying each little touch with a 'mwah~!'. His cheeks were alight with lovely hues of dark blue, his eyes and body shimmering with delight as his colors were in full bloom again at the sheer sight of her. His followed suit as she mentioned her 'grace', and he leaned over to touch lips, humming with an awakened infatuation as his hips shifted to and fro. Parting from the little moments of tenderness he simply quipped back at her.
"Thenk ey'd rathah wotch yerr pretteh projyektshohn then suhm moo-veh aboot a pack e' li'uhl mejets. Awfuhl destracshun yew arre'."
But the rumble threw him for a loop, his eyes turning predatory as his smirk turned mischievous. "Oh noooo~...loohks leyk sum-wun's goht eh projyekshun infecshun...Ey'll have to force it out weth..."
His hands darted underneath her shirt, skittering around her tummy with glee. "TEHCKELS~!!"
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Jul 19, 2016 21:54:46 GMT
Carbide blinks and in the span of about ohhh... 0.2 seconds has rolled up like a pill bug, in a fit of laughter, if the tickeler was anyone but a gem, the force of her bunching up her middle like that would have probably sprained a human wrist. The tickling wasnt too bad at first, but as she rolls and tries to catch her breath, the tickle nailes her side, which appears to be a move vulnerable target than her tummy was, as she flips from a rolled up stance to an awkward side twisted fold that is accompanied by another roll of laughter.
She could have foudght back and given Aragonite what for, but it had probablly been a humans-age or longer since she had such a good laugh that wasnt the result of someone/some creature saying something really wittiy and funny at just the right time... or by watching said someone get sloshed and try to beat up a 12 ft tall wooly-cliff-beast from the planet Debden 12... using only their face.. that was always good for a laugh! Gads... WAS she a terrible person??? NAH! ~
A few more minuets of the torment go by before she manages to stammer out...
"Ha ha haha hahahaha! YOU Jerk! Youre lucky I dont actually have to breathe you know, or by know you would have a serious health and sanitation code violation a mere 12 feet from your kitchen. Dead bodies in a restaurant will shut you down every time... Snrrrkkkkk...No wait. There was that one dive on Gem fringe world P4x12-89 that served fermented dune runner brake fluid if all else failed..there HAD to have been a couple dead things in there at some point in time..No wait.. maybe if the guy who died in the bar got himself shot or otherwise face-melted, that its not the fault of the venue owner, anyway."
She shrugs and flops to her back against the pile of now very mussed up cusions to catch her breath. Her rants always came at the strangest times it seemed.
"Hah...ye've goht meh flushed for ye, yew en' yerr ramblen." He nuzzled his nose against hers, eyes locked with hers as he bumped his forehead gently against hers, nostrils flaring with a little laugh as his fingers clasped daintily around hers. It felt so...weird. That little buzz he felt every time their projections touched seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment. His mind felt like it was taking a pleasant walk through molasses, and he felt a sudden urge roll over him.
He turned his head, resting his cheek into hers as he swayed gently back and forth. His eyes closed on their own, and he could swear he felt his projection...waver. And yet he detected no signs of structural integrity deficiency in his hardlight form. How...curious. "Gon' beh honehst. Dohn'ne feyl leyk coohken. Cheyneese taykouht sound gewd?"
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Jul 20, 2016 7:16:14 GMT
Carbide felt the shiver of energy between their two projections, was this what it felt like in the lead up to fusion? She hadn't really ..pulled off that stunt yet, and it was partially because the prospect scared her a bit. Thats right, the ultra durable Carbide has a few insecurities and trepidations.. Almost instinctually she seems to fluctuate her projections energy to try and subtley un-synch from the shared energy bodnthat was forming, despite the whole thing being kind of nice. Oh well, baby steps after all.
She was relieved when Aragon seemed to back off a bit and make mention about his relative lack of enthusiasm for cooking at the moment, and the suggestion of some nummy chinese food delivery certainly did seems to sound good, so good in fact her tummy does another sympathetic growl, a little louder this time, prompting a slight blush from the scout.
"Hehe.. yeah that sounds just fine to me, do you want to make the call, and I'll see about reconstructing the Pillow lounge pile? I think I sent most of it across the floor in all directions when you were tickling me, ya blue goof!"
She then rose to her feet and set about gathering up the cushions and moving a table back into place that she had kicked at some point during the harrowing ordeal. The busy work did her some good, and served as an effective cover for the fact that her mind was working at double speed processing her own thoughts and emotions about that projection energy synchronization she had felt. Aragon seemed confident and unphased as ever, but understanding, let alone trusting herself still remained a bit of an obstacle and mystery for the scout.
"Sherr theng. Ey'll goh meyk th' cahl." Aragon's smiled at his crush as he rose to go grab the cordless phone from its perch, nestled onto one of the pillars of the bar counter. Funny enough, it was tastefully decorated with a case that had a few arrows jutting out the side of it.
As he picked up the phone, put in the order for a couple of sesame chicken meals, his go-to for chinese, the blue gem found himself looking over to Carbide and gently chewing away at his lip. The sensation he had felt had left him stirring with curiosity. An untold form waiting to be achieved, a desire to become a part of someone with someone. His fingers coiled around an invisible, spring-coil telephone cable as he hummed softly at the thought. The night they had experienced together was...well, it was certainly a thing, even if he couldn't quite find the words to describe it right away. But more thoughts poured into his mind as the time ticked away, the dial tone of the phone bleeding back into his reality as he hung up the phone: order on its way. Did she feel the same way about him? Well, surely...hopefully. Maybe. He felt their signatures connect on a basic level, and well, she seemed just as fond of her as he was of him, so, really, that was a no-brainer.
But did she want to fuse too?
"...Cahrb'." He felt his face heat up as he walked over to her, the lounge tidied up as best as it could be for its condition. Aragon sat down and let his hands clasp around hers. "...Thess meyght bee a bet ehh...suhdden? Ey uhh...weyll...how dew ye feel abouht...givne' fusion a go? Leyk, maybe, noh' now, buht...you knohw? Ey've never done et weth anyone before...wusn'ne much ohf a necesseteh. Buht Ey've alwehs ben cureyous...fegyured ye'd bee th' pehrfect pehrson."
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Jul 29, 2016 20:36:43 GMT
"Oh my, your praises certainly are most high there Aragon. Without trying to sound snarky or anything, but I really dont know what to say to that. There certainly is a relative sense of ease between the two of us for the most part, and we arent at eachothers's facets fighting over differences of ideology."
Carbide pauses and rubs her chin, somewhat mimicking a deductive pose she had seen on a detective TV show a little while ago..
"I guess this is where I have to confide that the whole fusion thing scares me a little, bit... yup, the great immovable Carbide, spooked by what couuld possibly be a crazy awesome learning experience and overall good thing, heh I'm such a facre, Aragonite. I was made to be fiercely self sufficient, perhaps a bit too much so after all."
She wilts slightly although is still far from looking defeated as she blows a chunk of her bangs out of the way thats dropped over one of her eyes, sitting cross legged on the cusions, a smaller pillow snugged to her lap, probably looking like some sort of human internet meme for sure..
"I make no promises that the resulting fusion wont bumble around and fall on its butt because of me, Aragon, so I hope youre okay with it. But whenever we do tryit, IF we do.. I think we should be somewhere outside.. and far away from breakable things.. would probably end up with our fusion's head stuck in your celing, since neither of us is edactly a smol gem.. not that we are massive either hehe!"
She blushes and sticks her tongue out in the direction of the gem standing by the cordless phone dock.
"Ay've noh doubt in m'meynd that they'll bumble, tumble and fall." He shifted away from the kitchen walking over to her. Aragon dropped to his knees as he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her as he tackled her into the pillows, giggling into her neck as he pressed another kiss onto her, lining her with affection until he pecked at her lips, humming and brimming with the purest of joy. "...Buht wey'll dew et tohgethah."
He put his forehead against hers and nuzzled his cheek into her face, giggling madly as the feel-good stimula in his gemcore popped and exploded with passion, getting him a bit drunk on the touch of his crushy buddy. There was no doubt in his mind that whatever being would be brought into this world was going to be the very best the both of them could offer.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Aug 6, 2016 16:55:30 GMT
Carbide huffs and then takes a deep breath, nice and slow. She felt better, more at ease and wrapped an arm about Aragonite and flopped backwards onto a couple propped up cushions, dragging the lightl blue gem with her, so his head could rest on her shoulder..
"Okay, I'll believe you, but we may have to decide a few things first... like..whose butt do you think the fusion's will resemble most??"
She snickers and then gives Aragon a good mussing of his hair, bracing an arm across his neck and nailing him right in the side with her own tickle barrage, fierce and merciless!
"Oh I've got you now, little elf! Haha! "
She knew she was kinda bad at just lying there, kinda alays feeling the urge to 'wreck' a real close situation with a bit of sillyness, such as it was. They could take their time to figure this one out though, an din the mean time, they could wait for whatever poor soul was on their way to delive them food, to beings that dont need it, at this ungodly time of day.. or night... or morning.. Shoot! She lost track of time.."Eh.. oh well", she thinks to herself.
Aragon snuggled up into her shoulder, humming quite happily. He absolutely loved the physical contact he was experiencing, couldn't get enough of it. It seemed that they would most likely be spending many nights together, and he couldn't be happier doing it with anyone else.
"Weyll meyn, ohbviously~! Ay knohw ye've seen et, quite the round beau'y." He wiggles his hips for her, grinning madly as he giggled into her projection.
But suddenly, the tickles came! The feminine gem yelped and squealed, floundering under the touch of her fingers. He couldn't help but let his little girly scream let loose as he spasmed at the behest of her tickling onslaught. The was simply noooooothing he could do! "Nooooo~! Heh-ehehaHAHAHAHA~!! Meheh-s-stop eeeet~"
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Aug 15, 2016 2:50:42 GMT
"Know my tickle wrath and despair little elf, I am your drow queen hahahahahah!" Carbide's ears glow and she shape shifs them into something a little bit longer and more .. elvish ...
"So what do you think? It a good look for me? I fear that I might be just a lil too tanky to pass for a proper drow, even though my skin tone isnt hugely off, now that i think of it!"
After a moment or two more of the tickle barrage, she lets up and lets the poor gem catch his breath, her head snapping upright as she hears a knock on the door frame, and rising enough to get her head above the counter so she could see the delivery guy was there already with the food, and looking rather confused and somewhat embarrassed at the pillow hurricane that looked like it had struck the inside, beyond the window in the door.
Carbide clambers to her feet in a manner much the same to watching a hummer claw its way out of a ditch, or up some dreadful muddy slope, but soon she is on her feet and trotting over to the door with a fistful of bills in hand, returning with a large brown paper bag, heavy with the hot dishes of food, encased in waxed cardboard boxes inside.
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