RP:Scandal Rants Upon the Waves
With the adventurer Pig roast only a day away, Scandal is in debate with himself on whether to attend and rants about his failings and his believed injustices. However a visit from an unusual sea spirit, may yet just open his eyes to the real issue behind it all. Whether Scandal leaves confused or unburdened is anyone guess, but it has left him with something to think about.
Apology
I apologize ahead of time to the use of strong language this character exhibits. If an admin finds that this needs to be changed to accommodate a more censored version, I will do so in the near future I only ask for a hmail and a clear statement that I have done nothing wrong other than that some clean up would be desired. And i will do so ASAP. I love the story especially after the last one I did, and I really hope fans of the previous story will enjoy this one too. Bob or Marinoa is a free to use NPC created by Scandal to help move the character forward, if you would like to use the character contact Scandal, and he will reply to you on how you wish to use the NPC. Happy Reading Everyone :)
The Story
Scandal found himself once again at sea. It had already been 3 hours and not a single kraken, much less anything else of relatively decent size to having managed to show up. “Surprised by metabolism?” He said to either no one or any of the gods. “Or surprised that a dragon of this size has so little patience in fishing. Gods I hope I am not developing an attention deficit disorder. Next thing you know, i will be… oh look starfish.” Scandal said pointing at nothing. He rolled his eyes. “I need to spend less time in the library I am starting to talk to myself.”
The waters were the same as they had been an hour ago. Still. Well not so much being bored, scandal stirred the water around with two of his fingers creating a whirlpool. He sighed so loud it might have been thunder. “Do I go or do i not? The Pork Roast could be fun, I mean I wouldn’t be able to dance. We needn’t have sinkholes. I could sing, but I am horribly to deep for any song, and she’ll likely have the backsomething something boys singing. I can’t swim, I mean look at yourself Scandal, the ocean is two miles deep here and it barely reaches your knees. That's not swimming. I am told that Talyara will be there, and I haven’t seen her since our gods awful, oh absolutely horrible, i was such an asshole during our first quest, I cannot even believe that I was that person then. And good Gods if she brings that reindeer I swear this time I am going to spit at the son of Vogut. And Dammit I will not miss.” he said smacking his claw against the sea floor, which inevitably caused an explosion of water, steam, and of course spraying thousands of fish into the air and all over him.
“Real smart, Scandal now you smell like fish for weeks until you find some lake that big enough to bathe in.” he muttered under his breath. “Hell I stopped eating land creatures for the very singular reason that the damn reindeer would shut up.” Scandal held his snout in his hands. “To make matters worse, Aira will be there, and I for one am quite positive that there is nothing nothing in any reincarnation and divine intervention that could possible make that foxkin forgive me much less be able to speak a kind word. Hell who I am kidding, the more and more often i keep telling myself that people just have had worse experiences than I have and that they are treating me the way they treat because of what's going on in their lives the more and more often i realize that the truth is they just hate my guts for the sake of hating my guts. Is it my fault that a book says use poles to emanate electricity to distract sharks, hell no, the problem is my omission of acknowledging something as utterly stupid as that aloud.”
“People tell me to my face that they are angry with me, and yet they never address what the hell i did wrong, or doing wrong. Yes I talk alot, yes I monologue can i help it, Yes, do i wish to do so? NO! Hell if I could put six words together to sum up what we need to damn it i would jump at it, I just try not to be total asshole someone i happen to work with.” He growled so low that the ocean within miles of him fell on a standing wave.
“Gee I could choose to behave like a normal dragon of my shared kind, hmm what would that look like?” he said sitting up and pointing to nothing in particular. “Cenril on fire, Vailkrin to the ashes, the underdark filled in, larket a cesspool, sure I could be a flipping normal dragon, but who the hell would that please? Dammit if people even had half the foresight of knowing what i could do and not marvel at that i don’t behave like the dragon i could be, I would certainly not be having this rant, I would not be hated by everyone who misunderstands me, and by gods almighty I might actually be able to find myself someone I can spend a lifetime with or at the very least survive a week of dating with. Is it that I try to damn hard, is that I don’t stand up for myself, no, I don’t argue because I don’t want to hurt anyone, I don’t give a damn about their feelings I give a damn about whether I might intentionally kill someone.” As if to add to that he thick green spew exploded out of his mouth spraying out over the whole area. He watched the area bubble and then he said aloud. “Oh great.”
The flash of light was super intense brighter than sun. Thankfully Scandal’s four inner eyelids closed to protect his vision. The heat gods he could feel it through his scales it was intense, the entirety of it was just massive. Worse still a thunderous noise as loud as when he roared virated his body, enough that he could swear he could feel his bones vibrating. He could see the green glowing fireball rise from the area he had only just spit at, and it kept rising until the flames died with in. “All that for smoky cloud in the shape of the mushroom, and me smelling liked cooked fish, how about somebody add lemon serve me with chips. At least I was smart enough to do this several hundred miles from land. People always chastising me about not breathing fire. DOES THIS ANSWER YOUR QUESTION?” He screamed. “Well no.”
Scandal looked around for the new voice until he saw the voices owner. The shark wasn’t his size but he certainly gave the whales a run for their money. “Who are you?” Scandal asked. “I am Bob.” the Shark said. “Shark named Bob. I knew it, Orphyon your right I am going crazy, tell me does your sharp mouth have room for my fingers too?’ He said sticking his fingers into the sharks mouth however yelping when it bit down. “Your taste is most despicable sir, you would do well to keep your fingers out of my mouth.” The shark said leaning against a rock that hadn’t been roasted in the blast. Scandal shook his hand, there were indentions from where the shark bit down, but no blood and no broken bones. “Well thank you for clarifying I haven’t lost my mind completely yet.”
Scandal sighed and sat for a moment. “How long have you been listening to me?” The Shark looked at him, “Long enough, your disheartened, you feel as if your actions the actions that save lives and do not take them go unnoticed by others around you, people you look up to, people you respect. You have an inferiority complex, you feel as if you are unable to measure up to the individuals you want to respect, to the people you want to become like, your unhappy that your unable to connect with people as other people do, and you try harder than most to try to hold on to what is present, sir, the best way to get people to like you, is being sure of yourself, and not thinking you need to please everyone, if anything that makes you only a more shallow individual than they are. People do not admire shallow individuals, they have nothing of substance, nothing to grow attached to. Your past mistakes leave you with much worry of future events, with constant feeling of being inadequate, of being not enough, or being able to save as much, you need to be able to let go of what this feeling of desperation inside of you, this desperation of desolation and sorrow. If you accomplish that, surely others will begin to notice you. And maybe one day you will get that special someone to love you. But until then Scandal Androxius Novacanus Scrathulclaw.” Scandal’s eyes snapped open, at the mention of his name, he never told anyone his full name not once. “Until then, you will be what you are now, stop worrying about tomorrow, take it one day at a time, I think you might find that the real problem with your life, your abilities and your daily pursuits lie in the matters of your heart and the pain you have endure but have not moved past, granted you will still need that talisman, you are old and without a doubt going to lose your ability on your own to shapeshift, but it needn’t be nearly as painful as it is now, nor will you lose it as quickly.”
Scandal was at a loss for words, “Are you really a shark?” The shark smiled or closed its mouth it was hard to tell. “I am a spirit of the sea, not a god, but not less, I say Bob, but Marinoa is the name that I used to be known by, but that was a long time ago. I may be a shark today or a squid tomorrow, But I tell people what they need to hear, but only if they ask first. Your special case Scandal, you needed to know. Now there are two kraken’s here I have called to this spot, eat up well and I will send a fish your way, so that between a kraken and Claymora Caviar, you will have a treat to bring to that Pork Roast. In the meantime, I have to go to school, I am still teaching psychology. Good day to you sir.” And with that Bob or Marinoa turned over and slipped into the sea vanishing without a trace.
One kraken digesting later and one killed and being carried along with a Claymora fish, frightful thing very scary very big, very ugly, Scandal found himself wandering back toward lithrydale, if anything with a less of burden then before.