Lilamma"...riiiiight." The gladiator pushes himself off the wall. "...has anyone told you you're, well..."
Sexy? I know it. But it's always welcome to hear.
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Oh, I don't wish to die. When you die, you can't feel pain. It's just that, if I had to die, I hope to die a griesly, gory, slow and agonishingly painful death, instead of quietly in a bed, surrounded by my loved ones.
Oh. Show must go on, and all that, I understand.It's interesting. Do they accept volunteers? Just asking, for future reference. As if a gladiator had much of a future...
What is an andabata? I don't remember the term.. Lilamma plays dumb. Or maybe she didn't care remembering the first time she heard the term
Nope. Been here for some time now, already had a match in the arena and waiting impatiently for the next. And you, did you have your own first match or did you just manscaped badly this morning?
Lilamma wanders into the corridors, then retreat to her cell, waiting for an opportunity to suffer and deliver pain in the glorious name of
I think I'll pass on that one. Last time I was asked to jump from inside a birthday cake, the cake was alrady cooked. Where's the fun in that? I mean, if you're not nearly burned alive inside an oven and after that cut in small pieces between the guests as they partake the cake, what's the point?
Lilamma heals whatever small wounds she received-but not before playing a little with it, enjoying the pain as she pokes inside her own flesh, where the dagger pierced her
Then she goes to the baths, hoping to get news about any incoming fight in the arena
This time, Lilamma doesn't pay enough attention to the mood (and ought to be punished for that!)
Lilamma let the eyes linger on her body as long as they want
Lilamma picks up whatever is not totally shredded out of her clothes, barely managing to cover the essentials, before asking as innocently
Do you think someone was distracted or should I have been a little more provocative?
A distraction? I'm not sure I can do that... giggling, Lilamma starts a sensual and exotic dance, using her spiked chain to remove the few clothes she wears, until she stands in the street wearing nothing but her scars. She's always ready to suffer for her art...
The perception roll asked the 8th June? Yes, I rolled, posted right after you (rolled an 9 total) I'm sowwy you can't punish me, believe me!
Lilamma walks innocent as the sacrificial lamb to the slaughter
Still clutching her spiked chain, Lilamma finishes strangling the two headed snake, first one head, then another, just to be sure. I could only be better if the fight went worse for me.
Lilamma attacks, trying to jump on the snake veeeeeeeeeeeery long neck to apparently strangle him with her spiked chain. to the total disreguard of her personal safety, of course.
Lilamma uses her chain to cause maximum carnage and pain on the snake's other head, spilling some blood
Lilamma beams another "out of reality" smile, striking her spiked chain as if it was a sentient animal Taki, Taki, Taki, i've found you a friend to play with! Now don't be too rough… Just kiddin". It's a two headed snake! Maybe someone cut two snakes in half, and put glue on their middle?
Stay there, I'll scout! Lilamma gets toward the hissing sound, her spiked chain in hands Heyo, dangerous thing! I'm here! Can you attack me please? One thing is sure, as you probably stand there speechless and slack jawed: you've never seen anyone scouting like Lilamma. The girl has absolutely no common sense, but her very own style.
Can't be much more straightforward than this
Thank you, I needed that. Lilamma un-stick the dagger and keeps it, before winking to the drider, casually saying Ready to go?
GM: Deeper..harder...stronger...Let me feel you entering me, wherever please you...Hit me deeper, I'm not your mother..Be a big boy now...One last time… be as rough as you want...make me scream, for real...
Lilamma's voice is perversely sensuous, and offer her lithe, hard and nearly naked body to the man's...blade
I really enjoy playing Lilamma that way, but if some of you are uncomfortable with my antics and crazy shenanigans please do tell
GM: Lilamma does her best to feign pain and fear, even if some of her little screams could easily pass for extasy (girls are good at making boys believe) while slowly and discreetly readying her hand around Taki, her wicked spiked chain.. just in case things don't go as planned inside
Meanwhile, in a dark alley... Ho, come on, why so serious? Have fun with me! Is that a knife or are you happy to see me? No, it must be a knife.. You dont seem man enough for the other option! Do I have to beat you first to make you use that weapon? She tries to slap the man, as hard as she can
Lilamma eyes beams with joy when she hears the Captain talking to his second Oh thank you Captain, you won't regret it! Then, in all seriousness, she turns to her fellow gladiatrix, and warns them she must go for religious duty and they haven't to worry.
Lilamma gets near the guard and starts to sing, in an otherworldly voice, her eyes full of dark hopes
She really seems to have lost touch with reality
That's a good question.. WHY are we here? WHAT is our purpose? I know! I'll say NOTHING, until they torture me! Oh please please please do the "we want answers, and we can get them the easy way or the hard way" thingy… It's soooooooooo arousing again! Once again, Lilamma is lost in her own warped space, digging her nails in her own flesh, slack jawed, eyes wide open
As she realises no one will (probably) shoot at her, Lilamma does the only sensible thing she can. She pouts.
What? An assassin? Where? Aiming at Brevka? Oh no…. Lilamma panics and desperatly puts herself in front of the massive half orc, waving her arms in the air Please, please, shoot me first! I've been a bad girl! I've done despicable things! Many times! And I hope to do them again, but worse!
While some are simply anticipating a fight, Lilamma is wishing, hoping, desiring, yearning, pining, longing for a fight. The bloodiest the better.
How please please … let someone do the "we can do this the easy way, or the hard way" speech… I love it, it's so arousing! The hard way everytime… How gosh.. shouldn't I take the easy way, once in a while, just to punish me for always choosing the hard way? That would be sooooooooooo cruel! Lilamma seems to be lost in whatever violent fantasy occupies her little brain, mindlessly strocking her pet spiked chain, biting her own lips (at least for now it's her OWN lips she's biting) And NOW she's panting, wide eyed, starring at the guards. Please please please let's say it….
Lilamma asks Johysis quietly as he freezes Troubles?
Leveled up +7 HP
Skills(5)
Background (2)
Versatile
Spells known
What do we get for HP? Half max+1?
Will update tomorrow. Skald level2, won't take long
I think so. Show them, Lyra'an
I don't know. Not even sure we are supposed to know.Could we get in troubles if someone knew? asks Lilamma with hope in her eyes
Lilamma strikes with her wicked, spiked chain
Lilamma nearly, nearly managed to stand...
Are they the people we seek?
Lilamma pouts Oh, that's sad. Would you like me to be angry at you instead? There is a dangerous, toothy smile, reminiscent of a man-trap (Lilamma's mouth being too small for a bear trap)
Lilamma twist and whirl her spiked chain, uttering a few arcane words small bots of light, red as blood, appear around her, casting ominous shadows on the walls
As Daveth seems distraced, Lilamma wraps Taki, her spiked chain, around the alchemist throat. She doesn't tighten her grasp, fortunatly, but the spikes make their presence known, delicatly piercing the flesh, just a little. A few small drops of blood appear. Nothing serious. Just an indictment to stay very still. You wouldn't try to lie to us, don't you? It is in your best interest to tell us all you know, all you have seen, about these thugs, so we can find them and slaughter them. I propose you come with us, in fact, so you can see what happens to those who are a nuisance to House Parastric, and aren't cautious with their properties. It will be very instructive. It might give you all the reasons you need to be more diligent. I hope you like blood, and the sounds of broken bones, and cries for mercy??? I enjoy these. Always funny. Or maybe you could stay here, with both legs broken? Your choice.
Our last order is to maim you if you try something stupid, like trying to fool us. I would more than happy to carry that order. As slowly and painfully as possible. With as much imagination as you never dare get nightmares about. You know very well why we are here, and which vials are missing.
The spiked chain whirls for additional effect, but the stone cold voice and the madness gleaming in the Tiefling eyes might be enough
Ah, subtelty.. long time no see!
Lilamma unwrolls her steely, spike-adorned chain, and caress it lasciviously Taki, Taki... Soon your thirst for blood will be quenched.
Lilamma studies the sash, in case it could be used to hurt someone (or even herself, a girl gotta dream!) Maybe I could strangle someone with it… or maybe use it to tie someone.. Just to be sure before we go. Do we have to give back the sashes clean and spotless, when we come back?
As long as they all suffer , the order in which we break them doesn't truly matters to me Lilamma waits with trepidation until she can get some wicked weapons |