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“So what did you and the pope talk about?” Penelope asked casually as they journeyed back to Dryholm.
“Just what I told you about…” Utarou mumbled vaguely.
“But what specifically did you talk about?” Penelope pressed.
“I’ve been given some grace and they’re taking Greylia as a hostage! That’s...
Threadmarks: Chapter 42: Julia, The Sticky Saviour
“Urgh, I hate silk. It feels weird against my skin.” Julia whined as she adjusted her body to fit inside the petite dress.
“Well you’re going to a banquet to celebrate with the freakin’ entire extended nobility of Lolcons! Ya gotta dress to impress!” Twolia retorted.
“Why aren’t you coming...
“S-so, uh, is there anything I can uh, do?” Pinklia asked as she awkwardly paced around the walls of Dryholm with May and Hope.
“Yer job is t’ keep me ‘n Hope here from gettin-” May shouted, being cut off by an arrow being grabbed from the air by Pinklia.
“- Our ‘eads shot off!” May laughed as...
Threadmarks: Chapter 40: Utarou, The Conspiracy Theorist
“WAIT! NO! TELL HIM TO KEEP TALKING!” Penelope begged as she was physically dragged from her seat, still desperately trying to write down more incantations.
“We gave you an extra hour, I feel we’ve been more than generous!” Adam chuckled as he effortlessly grabbed the woman, using his magic to...
"You know, I'm quite an influential woman these days. 75 long hard years to be elected, and as an Elf! I'm sure you're not familiar with my little situation but let me tell you, you've put me in quite a bind!" Ghaeltifts laughed as she looked down on the anxious Hans and Utarou, physically...
Threadmarks: Chapter 38: Ghaeltifts, Pope of The Avoisan Church
“Huh?! W-what?! The Pope’s a-a-an…” Hans stuttered, looking up at Ghaeltifts in disbelief.
“A WRETCHED KNIFE EAR!” Utarou shouted, the empty cathedral echoing his disdain throughout the dome.
Ghaeltifts laughed as her tired eyes leered down at the two who stood before her.
“Why, Utarou from...
Utarou had never been blessed when it came to women.
In his original life his particular interests could only be satisfied through fiction and cosplay.
And he didn’t have the face, money or charasmia to pick up a cute cosplayer girl, nor the drive to settle with such a subpar replacement...
“Oh god… Will they accept me? No of course they will… Arghhhh! How long has it been!?” Julia thought to herself, looking at her pink slimy body as she paced around the garden, just out of sight of Hope and May.
Pink Julia had woken up in an alchemist's laboratory in Burtcons, having no idea...
“Huh, so this is Lolcons.” Julia remarked with an unimpressed huff.
“Well, it used to be Dracons. The original border is still there a bit further north.” Henrek sighed.
“Pretty sure they up ‘n yoinked Nihola.” Barney grumbled as he looked around the familiar road.
“Is this where you and mom...
“Uhm, sorry about the uh… things sir… Was just following orders and all…” Hans muttered awkwardly as Utarou stretched after getting off his horse.
“Huh? Oh yeah right you had the key didn’t you.” Utaoru remembered, looking the man up and down properly. Though he was a much meeker man than...
Threadmarks: Chapter 33: Henrek’s No Good, Very Bad Year
“I haven’t explained the full extent of everything to you all… so I suppose now is the best time.” Henrek sighed as he slunked towards one of the maps strung up against the wall.
Utarou turned around in his chair, Julia was playing with the kids, Hope was anxiously watching what her husband was...
Threadmarks: Chapter 32: Sorry About The Attempted Murder
The squad sat in the main tower, Hope with little baby Lilly in her arms sitting next to the exhausted looking Henrek on a couch Julia had dragged up the cliff, opting to stand beside them and save the seat getting wet.
Barney, May, Junior and their new daughter Autumn sat on some stools near...
Utarou and Julia looked at Dryholm’s watch towers as they walked down the narrow path, the surrounding forest had been burnt and the burgeoning farms pillaged.
The siege had seemingly ended, considering winter was soon approaching the pair could only assume that this was a temporary retreat...
“Hey Utarou Utarou! Check this out!” Julia shouted from the top of the cliff that Utarou was struggling to climb up.
Utarou looked up and saw the slimenoid woman had shifted a substantial amount of her mass to her pony tail, and had lowered it down to Utarou.
“Uh, are you sure?” Utarou asked...
6 Minutes Earlier
Utarou sat beneath a large tree as the night time storm raged.
Utarou couldn’t remember the last time he slept properly, he was on edge with roaming bands of Goblins, the Dryholm Militia and the threat of Templar Adam.
It’d been a hard couple of months, and for all his hard...