Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on May 1, 2020 8:08:07 GMT -8
"There's no challenge here," barked the red armored man, tossing the toy to her feet and approaching her in swift, long strides to try and quickly close the distance - one hand disappearing briefly into a pocket of his robes for something.
And the one by the door jogged up from behind, looking to pinch her between the pair of them before she got any ideas to run. He was going for her wrists or her forearms.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on May 1, 2020 17:12:09 GMT -8
She blinked when the man approached her and dropped the toy at her feet. She knelt down to scoop it up and as she came up, she could feel the other man's hands curl around her forearms. "What is the meaning of this?" she sputtered and tugged to try and free herself from the grip. Anger snapped in her eyes at the audacity of the two men. Why were they doing this? She opened her mouth and gave a loud yell.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on May 3, 2020 6:29:44 GMT -8
There was no verbal answer. The hope was to silence her quickly as the hidden hand of the man before her appeared, and tossed a fine, red-orange powder at her face - the other hand coming up behind her head to make a hard grip before attempting to clap the first over her mouth in rapid succession to try and cut her scream short. The male behind her tightened his grip and yanked her arms behind her back and closer together to ensure he had control over her.
The powder would only require a little inhalation for it to start taking effect, beginning with disorientation within about half a minute in the form of vertigo and perhaps slight nausea. Within about two minutes, the afflicted would lose complete function of basic motor skills and usually fall unconscious not long afterwards.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on May 6, 2020 16:05:15 GMT -8
When the hand threw some sort of dust into the air, it was inevitable that she breathed some in... It happened when the man tried to clap his hand down on her mouth and she turned her head to avoid it. She purposefully dropped her full weight forward as the other went to yank her arms, slight that it was, but as she would have disentangled herself from the man, the world began to rock and shift. "What have you done?" she said almost as if drunk. Still, she tried to struggle free, seeking valiantly to fight the effects of the drug. She slumped over with her final words, "What... did... youuudooo?"
All was dark.
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