It Had Six Eyes [Morbid Sitcom VS Cerberus] Day 2

Thirst pulled at Phyllis’s throat as she drift in sleep, but her thirst was the last thing on her mind. She was utterly exhausted, but couldn’t sleep. Not while she was surrounded by two men. Her allies. They lay motionless beside her. How could they be so easily willed into sleep? Her eyelids wanted to close, but each time they touched they shot open. The slightest stir sent Phyllis into a protective curl with her knees held to her chest. She needed to get used to these people, but she was almost glad she hadn’t yet. Knowing that Lydie had died was heart wrenching. She was so young. Phyllis had been lucky enough not to see it, but the alliance felt almost empty without her. A snore arose from one of her companions and because it was on her left, she recognized it as Riker. Riker. He was her supposed lover. She should have been snuggled up to him right now, or at least sleeping beside him, knowing he would protect her. They hadn’t even spoken since they’d seen each other. Phyllis dreaded the moments that she would have to spend with him, but yet she looked forward to them. It filled her with happiness to imagine the rage it would bring to The Right Hand Man. He had always hated it when she was around another male, which she avoided anyways. Damion was to her left. She feared him too, but in a different way. He was stronger than her and Riker were and he was determined. Damion was also angry. Phyllis could tell that Lydie’s death had been hardest on him. That made for a scary combination and Phyllis wondered if it was him that was keeping her up rather than Riker. Maybe it was the combination of the two of them. They all slept in arm’s length of one another. Why had it happened that she was in between them?

The thick air made Phyllis’s toga stick to her dampened skin. She had come out of today untouched by the weapons of the bloodthirsty. Riker’s toga was covered in blood and Damion’s was in a similar state. The two of them had taken too much damage, but Phyllis felt she hadn’t taken enough. Did she flee too soon? Could she have done more for her allies? Could she have saved Lydie? Tears began to roll down her cheeks and she felt at war with herself. She just hoped the cameras wouldn’t focus on the tiny waterfalls that cascaded down her round cheeks. Something rustled next to her, sending her in the opposite direction. Something white was thrown at Damion’s feet and Phyllis’s body began to shake. She had no choice but to scoot closer to Riker. Damion rolled towards her. Phyllis jumped to her feet, but did so almost silently. She thought about sleeping against a boulder opposite to where she had been, but seeing the sleeping Riker so calm urged her to lie next to him. He would put up an impenetrable barrier between Damion and her. She laid down so that her body was facing the sky, but she found little comfort in the stars above her head. Trying the other side, in a way that put her and Riker back-to-back, she realized that this wouldn’t be comfortable either. And she needed her rest right? Slowly, she turned towards Riker so that his back was close to her face. Taking bits of his toga in her hands, she tried to find warmth in his back. And she must have, for she finally drifted into sleep.

When Phyllis wakes, she hears something short and quiet. Hoping it is the sound of chirping birds she sit’s up, but the only thing she hears is:

“We’ve got company.” It was Damion. In front of her was a three headed, monstrous looking dog-like creature and she stood as one pair of its three eyes met hers. Oh Shit. Damion stands too, and they sum up the gigantic creature quietly, as if not to startle it. Phyllis sinks to her knees and shakes Riker, trying to arouse him from whatever sleep he had attained. He would need his strength now. Her gaze shifts to Damion who was now holding his Dory, but she averted her gaze back to her sleeping partner when she realized Damion was stark naked. Her heart raced, and whether it was from the presence of the rabid beast or the appearance of Damion that startled her the most. She continued to shake helplessly at Riker, but he would not awaken. Sweat dripped down her face and out of pure helplessness, she pushed her lips into his, hoping it would at least jolt him from sleep, if not give him the energy to fight.

She stands, feeling small against the creature, and Damion. Picking up the Dory, she looked at him. The moment the spear left his hand she aimed hers, hoping it would get somewhere.

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Damage: Deep Gash on Right Thigh- 8.0 damage
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Pantaleon

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With the sun rose Pantaleon, his thick black coat glistening with dew under the new day's premiere lights. A yawn escaped from his massive jaw, blowing all the nearby grasses astray. He smirked.

Power was the one thing he had always craved, the thing Pantaleon desired to hold in his grasp and treasure forever. The beast coveted his other two heads more than he'd ever let them know, and that was why he was so zeusdamn angry all the time. He couldn't pick his own teeth or run after prey or even shovel bodies into his gaping jowls. In fact, he couldn't do much more than crunch down on meals, and the other two had to assist him in even being able to do that. Why, he deserved to be a king among these lowly peasants. Even if Pantaleon pretended as if they were the commoners doing his bidding, he knew quite well that it was not the case and he was merely the tagalong.

And that enraged him more than anything.

Pantaleon tried shoving his tongue at his "partners," but he couldn't quite reach. He already knew that, of course. He had tried it every morning since his conception. This head was always the first to rise mentally, but could do nothing physically until the other two were aroused. And so, with a disgruntled bark, Pantaleon settled his chin back into the rocky terrain and waited.

For two fucking hours.

Finally, the other two awoke — though not until true peasants were slicing at their body. Upon steely impact, the beast naturally shoved his cranium up, and with a painful jerk it came crashing back down. With a puppycurse his mother would have been proud of, Pantaleon snapped forward and chomped down on the nearest peasant.

[attacks damion (teeth)]
[dice=200+1000]
[deep gash on right forearm 8]

o[/color]ooo

Ligeia[/b]

Sudden pain shot through the left side of their body, and Ligeia awoke with eyes wide. She had never much understood pain — how did the nerve endings being damage push such a horrendous feeling through the rest of the body? All Ligeia wanted to feel was pleasure. As she pushed up with her side's paws, hoping Other Side did the same, she toggled through various means to curing her lack of morning pleasure.

A tender, modest smile turned the ends of Ligeia's mouth up. It was very hard to tell — the lack of lips made facial emotions a bit difficult and repetitive no matter what the feeling — but it was prominent to her.

Licking the upper part of her mouth, a glob of drool dripped out. She glanced down to see where it landed to remember not to step there later, but she saw it didn't land on the ground after all: her sticky saliva had seeped right onto a one-headed thing's head. Barking a chuckle, the dog used its forepaw to swipe the tribute up and lick it up and down, hoping for a pleasurable sensation.

But the onehead tasted like soot and poo, and that was not pleasing in the slightest. Grimacing, she slapped the thing across the face with its tongue, hard, before dropping it to the ground and hoping to crush it then and there.

[attacks phyllis (claws)]
[dice=200+2000]
[deep gash on chest 9.5]

o[/color]ooo

Helena[/b]

Rainbows and daisies are my best friend yes. That is what my dream is about. I am dancing with the daisies in my slumber and we're prancing around the rainbows. There is a cloud near my head but I eat it and I love the texture it's like puppy heaven. I cannot believe that -

What OW. I am whimpering like a big puppy because that ouch, that really hurt! My leg is pounding like a boom boom a boom and I do not like that. I miss my rainbows. I miss my daisies. I miss my cloud pies and love and doodlyoos.

But when I push my body up I see the little flower things dancing around, yes they are so cute and pretty look at them with their silver things look! I want to play with them. Maybe we can find a rainbow together. I don't think Mr. Middle or Missy Leftiot would like that but I want to dance with small flower things and rainbows and clouds! That is what I want and so that is what I will have forever. I bark to call it but it does not come to me. Bad flower thing! Come here! I will swipe at you I will! I swear! So I do. But I don't want it to go away so I pick it up with my teeth to smell it.

[attacks riker (teeth)]
[dice=200+1000]
[deep gash on back of head 9][/color]

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Filler Filler Filler

She’s definitely taken aback by this beast and the spray of blood lets her know it means business. But she doesn’t waver—no, Phyllis won’t be run away or look for an easy way out. She stands tall with her allies, knowing that they are stronger together than apart. So instead she rushes at the beast to lay her blade into its neck.

[Phyllis flails at Cerberus with her spear]
[dice=200+3000]
[Shallow Cut on Left Calf; 3.5 damage]

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Pantaleon

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swinging head around, angry, wants to attack people better, bites at peasant other heads, forces helena to sit down so it can chomp on phyllis

[attacks phyllis (teeth)]
[dice=200+1000]
[dg left calf 8]

o[/color]ooo

Ligeia[/b]

omg i am so turned on right now by the taste of that blood, hnng girl i pick up damion with my tongue and i slide him under my body and i sit upon him. yes i do i smother his face with my ass. hmmm cerbypoop. nice and hairy. yeah and we can't really wipe well so i hope you enjoy smelling like dog shit now. yeah. i am SO pleasured now soso SOOO pleasured so i reach back and grab at him but i miss sad

[attacks damion (claws)]
[dice=200+2000]
[result]

o[/color]ooo

Helena[/b]

daisies

[attacks riker (claws)]
[dice=200+2000]
[sc right hip 3.5][/color]

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Another hard blow meant more blood. She let out a cough as she stared at the huge beast. Even if it was tough, it didn't mean that she was going to let it get the best of her. After all, she had her allies by her side.

[Phyllis flails violently at Cerberus with her spear]
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f u

cerbdeath here

And Damion's all "I'mma hurt Phyllis for not telling me the truth" and he's jumping around like a mad man. Should have a leprechaun hat. Yeah... that'd be awesome.

[Damion strikes at Cerberus with Dory]
[dice=200+3000]
[Shallow Cut on Left Forearm -- 3.5 damage]

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