<div class="gmail_quote">On Sat, Jan 5, 2013 at 7:00 AM, <<a href="mailto:mkguild-request@lists.integral.org" target="_blank">mkguild-request@lists.integral.org</a>> wrote: <blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0 .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex"> <div id=":5r">All right. Well put. MK Erotica is out of the question but it does prompt a few REALLY bad jokes like an idea for a story where Madog shows someone his 'Special' attachments and what toys Rickkter would have? Seriously thou - No erotica and please keep the gore and blood down to a realistic level - we don't want MK to become like those gruesome Saw movies but you can do bloody - I've had quite a few bloody fights and open battles. If you're not sure just ask. Chris the Lurking Fox</div></blockquote></div> The human disguised as a tiger, Hawl had been sitting in the tree shaped home for the past hour, just killing time with a book from a nearby shelf "The Lusty Argonian Maid" whatever important business this Charles person had he hoped it would be over soon, he didn't like the idea of spending time in a cursed land. Eli knows what that could do to his beloved shapeshifting powers! Eventually a strong handsome looking rodent with a black mark over his left eye came in with a large grin on his face and his tunic half on. "Sorry about that Mr... Enroygall was it? There are some duties around the house that need attending too, regularly." "I'd imagine so, this place must be filthy! I can actually hear rats squeaking in the walls, squeaking in... pleasure!" Hawl exclaimed, before rolling his eyes back at his choice of words. "No offense Mr. Matthias.. I come to you because I hear you're a Sondeckis and this group of people called "The Cult Of The Flesh" has kind of been trying to kill me, and I know they like to impersonate Sondeckis, so...I thought you'd know..." "None taken, Hmm.. Cult Of The Flesh?" Charles' grin became much wider and larger. "Sounds like quite a place to get some tail." "Yeah, but I'd imagine Metamor is a better one." Hawl said in jest, not entirely sure what his host meant. "Always a guard with whatever curse you're in the mood for...." Charles smiled, Hawl's eyebrows began to perk up as he began to piece a few details together. Hawl had been around, he'd gotten some himself, and with his shapeshifting abilities with and as BOTH sexes, but now was not the time to think with his privates, now was the time to worry, the Metamorian Guard would likely have caught on to his escape by now. Desiring to change the subject, Hawl put the book down, and just when he was getting to the part when the title character "Lifts-Her-Tail" cleans Master Long's Spear too! And began to give a look around the room, spotting an old bostaff in the corner he decided to shift focus from hobbies and more towards work. "So.... is that a Sondeshike? I've read about its power before..." Charles looked towards it. "Yes indeed, you're quite well read, for the first six years I was here there were only three people at the Keep who knew of these matters. It's strange now that it seems to be such common knowledge. The Sondeshike has served me well on many adventures, especially on lonely nights, though splinters can be a real pain in the backside." the Sondeckis stated with a smile, that quickly turned to a frown as rubbed his rat rump. A female rodent, young, adorable, and dressed only in a white bathrobe came out from the bedroom door shortly afterward. "My my husband, talking about your wood again? Tee hee hee, don't think we're finished just because you had company..." Kimberly teased, she held herself like a sultry drunkard in town full of sailors looking for a good time. "Sorry Kim, we're in a rather important conversation, it seems yet another ancient evil threatens the world and it could be up to me to stop it." Charles stated, gripping the Sondeshike and twirling it for emphasis. Kimberly sighed dissapointed, slapping her husband. "Oh come on, you save the world every week... Give it a rest.. just continue this conversation in bed dear... Bring the Tiger, he looks like he's quite the mouser." Hawl looked awkwardly about as Kimberly eyed him, this wasn't exactly what he expected from the house of a legendary hero, let alone a devout Follower of Eli. "Uh.. Mam, I wouldn't want to come between you and your husband......" "Oh come off it, we haven't tried this since Rickter last visited the Glen. Besides the kids are all at school... And besides, our other guests Caroline, Madog, and Misha are back there entertaining themselves." Charles smiled, placing hist tiny pink paw on Hawl's striped backside and leading him towards his bedroom, causing the tiger to jump. Well, another hour in cursed territory couldn't hurt. "A shame that raccoon isn't among them, he has such wonderful toys..." "Well I am a shapeshifter..." Hawl said meekly, pondering just what he got himself into. A fox stopped frenching an otter woman and smiled at Hawl as the rats re-entered the bedroom with their find. "Good, then you should start by evening out the Gender Ratio a little.... I mean I love crossing swords as much as the next fox, but.... oooh but wait, if you're a shapeshifter...." .Hahahahaha. Just teasing, yeah, we never need Metamor Rule 34 ever, it'd just be silly..... In fact, I'm actually surprised it's stayed devoid of sexual content with how many years it's been in existing....... No I will never write another one of these stories again. I'm now flashing back to the April Fools story I wrote last year... Well... I'll have a new Metamor Story SOMETIME before next April Fool's Day.