~ After finishing his bodacious concoction that would surely make him the strongest goblin in the whole damn world…he let that bad boy sit for a bit. It bubbled and smoked, the blue and green liquids swirling together. When it was all settled and ready to roll..that dastardly goblin crept his way back into his lab. With a gleeful cackle he scooped the elixir up and dumped it right into his wide, open mouth. It tasted like..well..fish and peanuts..he wasn’t quite sure why.
He waited with anticipation..looking down at himself to see if he grew taller..stronger. Before he knew it was like wave slammed into him, forcing him to lurch over to the near by table. His long arms sweep the devices and vials to the floor, crawling on top of the table with much a huff and a puff. “Guhhhhh..” drones out from his slack jawed mouth, his eyes crossing. Obviously this potion has some..side effects. As he sat upon the table he could feel his muscles starting to twitch, veins popping out…something more definitely was lurking under the surface. ~
~ Clinks and clangs…booms and bangs. The sound of something sizzling and the occasional yelp. It almost sounds like someone is being tortured! But, no..it’s not. Instead it’s a goblin tinkering in his lab deep below the crust of the world. Shards of glass, broken beakers and various puddles of potentially volatile liquid are scattered about the floor. The goblin doesn’t seem to mind as he sits on his little stool, humming while handling two smoking flasks filled with who knows what inside of them.
This green science machine is working on something that could revolutionize…himself! To make himself stronger, faster, better…you get the point. A grin spreads across his face as he hoists the bubbling, venomous green liquid up to peer at it through his goggles. Safety is obviously very important to him..the gloves..the goggles..and..not having a shirt on. Well, that last one maybe not so much. It helps him think, don’t worry about it. Considering that nothing has exploded yet..he’s made some progress at least!
His sharp teeth chattering with excitement, he gets ready to mix the two strange elixirs together. ~
“A barbarian roams through the forest, blade poised..cold, glacier blue eyes wide and ready with battlelust. A rustle of branches makes his head snap in that direction. He rushes forward, swiping his mighty sword through the air..only for a chipmunk to burst out from the bush and scurry off. A frustrated howl comes from the big man, kicking at the bush before stomping away grumpily.”
“The warrior returns to the cliffs long after the battle. The claw marks on his arm still burn like the seven hells. Though he only gained a few silver coins that day…he still felt their comfortable weight in his pouch. His hardened eyes gaze off into the distance as he waits for another opportunity to arise.”
Taken in the sim Crest of Vrek’mar. It’s one of the only popular “traditional” fantasy sims that I know of, traditional meaning that it isn’t Gor. It’s definitely worth a check if you are into fantasy and roleplaying, but be mindful that it’s Adult rated. If you are a reader who has NEVER roleplayed before then I would suggest you should give it a shot. It can be a lot of fun.
[ skin ] Aeros – Julius (@TMD, might not be available)
[ hair ] Damselfly – Julian
[ facial hair ] RunAway – Drogo
[ gloves ] CX – Arm Wrap
[ chainmail ] The Forge – Chain Mail Vest
[ stomach belt ] Dark Prophet Design – Abdomen Belt