The Adventure Continues...
During our last adventure, our daring heroes, Laura and Charlie, had come face to face with a frightening Beast. But hark, all ye who dare, and listen to the thrilling conclusion of that fateful encounter.
For many years the lovers had traveled together. Their epic journey had been long and hard, though with countless rewards, plunder and booty. Before meeting the Beast, they had encountered trials and tribulations such as Why is the Kitchen Always So Messy? and There's Drunken Idiots in the Garage Again - but those are stories for another day.
It was a dark and stormy Tuesday night. Minus the stormy part. The Moon was riding high in the sky, her soft pale body shining in the darkness. Tonight she was round and full to bursting, and the night was right for mischief. The Moon cackled as she pulled on the earth, calling the seas to her, her intoxicating rays pulling out the wolf inside of men, digging deep into every person her rays touched and loosening screws, heightening emotions and generally causing chaos just as she did once every month.
Laura the Witch was drinking a brew at the local bar, visiting with friends old and new, when she heard a sad song wafting through the night air. She followed the sound into a cave near Matt’s Bar on Cedar. There she found a masked man bemoaning his lost love in sweet and silvery sounds. He had been possessed by a demon that would let him do nothing but grieve. By keeping his mouth open in song, the demon was able to keep pouring the sadness into him. He was overflowing. But his sad song was alluring to our hero Laura and she felt bad for the mysterious man. She summoned her partner, Charlie, a Druid Ranger, who had been hunting in the forest nearby to help her rid this man of his demon.
Our hero Charlie valiantly tried to get the man to take his mask off and sing something a little more hardcore, but to no avail. Though Charlie matched the man in pitch and then in harmony, he could not get him to vary his song. Our heroes worried that the man had been possessed by demon that they could not exorcise that night. Charlie left Laura to try her magic on the masked man. She tried hexing the demon, but the man only sung louder. She poured potion after potion into him, and as she got frustrated, into herself as well. She lay her hands on him, trying to project her powerful magic energy into his body, and his song softened. She held him close, trying to give him the strength to fight his demon. He seemed to grow warmer under her touch and began to only hum his sad song. The demon was only able to pour in a trickle of sadness through his pursed lips. She touched her lips to his, sealing out the demon. The sad song ceased.
Charlie found Laura this way, locked in a powerful kiss with the masked man. Immediately The Beast arrived, all claws and teeth and fur. He knocked Laura and the man over, and as Laura drew her weapon, she heard the masked man’s song begin again.
Some call this beast Jealousy, others call it Cheating or Dissatisfaction or Anger. You have probably seen it before, it often lurks and pounces on unsuspecting couples. Charlie’s emotions had summoned the beast, and as he yelled, it knocked Laura down and put a claw against her heart. She wriggled out from under its grasp, gasping from the blow. With Charlie unable to control the beast, all three of the adventurers fled the scene.
There is only one way to get rid of the beast. Our heroes would have to work together to tame it. Together Laura’s spells and Charlie’s power would be enough to subdue it. But could our heroes come together to fight this Beast? Or would it roam free causing havoc in both of their lives?
After a couple of days of talking it out, apologizing, and reconsidering, our heroes were ready to come together to slay the beast. Laura was limping because the beast had snuck up on her and cut her leg with its sharp claw one night. And Charlie was bruised and battered from fighting it when it pounced on him early one morning. But the couple had spent the last few days forging a powerful weapon together, Polyamory, which would be able to take down the Beast. Polyamory was a bow of amazing length, built out of Love and inlayed with Excitement. It was strung with a string of pure Hope. They had fashioned each arrow together by hand. The arrowheads had been made from some Competition that they had worked with until it became Cooperation. The shafts were made of good strong Communication and each arrow was fletched with Joy.
Laura approached the Beast, and began to tell a joke, one of Charlie’s favorites. “So a pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel attached to his dick*…” The Beast was so confused that it listened instead of attacked. Charlie snuck up behind it with Polyamory and let an arrow fly. The Beast howled in agony… or was it pleasure? … as the arrow sunk deep into his flesh. Charlie threw the bow to Laura, and she loosed an arrow straight into the Beast’s heart. Mortally wounded, the Beast limped away. She thought she heard it sigh (in sadness or contentment?) as it passed her.
Our heroes celebrated the Beast’s defeat by fucking like rabbits. Oh, you thought booty meant treasure? Not in this story.
As for the masked man, he is still out there somewhere, singing his sad song.
*So a pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel attached to his dick. The bartender asks him if he realizes what’s going on. The pirate says “Yes! It’s drivin’ meh nuts!”
Real Life:
So, Charlie and I are now in an open relationship, but right now "open" only means kissing. Charlie and Mr. Dude have made up but not talked seriously yet. I have yet to talk to Mr. Dude myself as I am trying to give him some time and he seems really uninterested in talking to me. Still excited about polyamory, no matter what's going on with Mr. Dude. Things seem GOOOOD.
-Sheep
PS: Writing that story was SO GOOD for my inner (outer?) geek.
For many years the lovers had traveled together. Their epic journey had been long and hard, though with countless rewards, plunder and booty. Before meeting the Beast, they had encountered trials and tribulations such as Why is the Kitchen Always So Messy? and There's Drunken Idiots in the Garage Again - but those are stories for another day.
It was a dark and stormy Tuesday night. Minus the stormy part. The Moon was riding high in the sky, her soft pale body shining in the darkness. Tonight she was round and full to bursting, and the night was right for mischief. The Moon cackled as she pulled on the earth, calling the seas to her, her intoxicating rays pulling out the wolf inside of men, digging deep into every person her rays touched and loosening screws, heightening emotions and generally causing chaos just as she did once every month.
Laura the Witch was drinking a brew at the local bar, visiting with friends old and new, when she heard a sad song wafting through the night air. She followed the sound into a cave near Matt’s Bar on Cedar. There she found a masked man bemoaning his lost love in sweet and silvery sounds. He had been possessed by a demon that would let him do nothing but grieve. By keeping his mouth open in song, the demon was able to keep pouring the sadness into him. He was overflowing. But his sad song was alluring to our hero Laura and she felt bad for the mysterious man. She summoned her partner, Charlie, a Druid Ranger, who had been hunting in the forest nearby to help her rid this man of his demon.
Our hero Charlie valiantly tried to get the man to take his mask off and sing something a little more hardcore, but to no avail. Though Charlie matched the man in pitch and then in harmony, he could not get him to vary his song. Our heroes worried that the man had been possessed by demon that they could not exorcise that night. Charlie left Laura to try her magic on the masked man. She tried hexing the demon, but the man only sung louder. She poured potion after potion into him, and as she got frustrated, into herself as well. She lay her hands on him, trying to project her powerful magic energy into his body, and his song softened. She held him close, trying to give him the strength to fight his demon. He seemed to grow warmer under her touch and began to only hum his sad song. The demon was only able to pour in a trickle of sadness through his pursed lips. She touched her lips to his, sealing out the demon. The sad song ceased.
Charlie found Laura this way, locked in a powerful kiss with the masked man. Immediately The Beast arrived, all claws and teeth and fur. He knocked Laura and the man over, and as Laura drew her weapon, she heard the masked man’s song begin again.
Some call this beast Jealousy, others call it Cheating or Dissatisfaction or Anger. You have probably seen it before, it often lurks and pounces on unsuspecting couples. Charlie’s emotions had summoned the beast, and as he yelled, it knocked Laura down and put a claw against her heart. She wriggled out from under its grasp, gasping from the blow. With Charlie unable to control the beast, all three of the adventurers fled the scene.
There is only one way to get rid of the beast. Our heroes would have to work together to tame it. Together Laura’s spells and Charlie’s power would be enough to subdue it. But could our heroes come together to fight this Beast? Or would it roam free causing havoc in both of their lives?
After a couple of days of talking it out, apologizing, and reconsidering, our heroes were ready to come together to slay the beast. Laura was limping because the beast had snuck up on her and cut her leg with its sharp claw one night. And Charlie was bruised and battered from fighting it when it pounced on him early one morning. But the couple had spent the last few days forging a powerful weapon together, Polyamory, which would be able to take down the Beast. Polyamory was a bow of amazing length, built out of Love and inlayed with Excitement. It was strung with a string of pure Hope. They had fashioned each arrow together by hand. The arrowheads had been made from some Competition that they had worked with until it became Cooperation. The shafts were made of good strong Communication and each arrow was fletched with Joy.
Laura approached the Beast, and began to tell a joke, one of Charlie’s favorites. “So a pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel attached to his dick*…” The Beast was so confused that it listened instead of attacked. Charlie snuck up behind it with Polyamory and let an arrow fly. The Beast howled in agony… or was it pleasure? … as the arrow sunk deep into his flesh. Charlie threw the bow to Laura, and she loosed an arrow straight into the Beast’s heart. Mortally wounded, the Beast limped away. She thought she heard it sigh (in sadness or contentment?) as it passed her.
Our heroes celebrated the Beast’s defeat by fucking like rabbits. Oh, you thought booty meant treasure? Not in this story.
As for the masked man, he is still out there somewhere, singing his sad song.
*So a pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel attached to his dick. The bartender asks him if he realizes what’s going on. The pirate says “Yes! It’s drivin’ meh nuts!”
Real Life:
So, Charlie and I are now in an open relationship, but right now "open" only means kissing. Charlie and Mr. Dude have made up but not talked seriously yet. I have yet to talk to Mr. Dude myself as I am trying to give him some time and he seems really uninterested in talking to me. Still excited about polyamory, no matter what's going on with Mr. Dude. Things seem GOOOOD.
-Sheep
PS: Writing that story was SO GOOD for my inner (outer?) geek.