Lothli
Lothli t1_jd9zm9i wrote
##Shoes and Figurines
It's scaries out there. Nice and safes here. Homes. Comes in, strangerses.
I am one of a few nagas. We are nots the bad sorts, no. We no steals, we no kills. We makes shoes and figurines. Would you likes to buy ones, dear customerses?
No? I understands. Right nows, is dangerous out theres. No monies for buying shoes or figurines.
Oh, yous come for whats? A warnings? The other humans, they wishes to exterminates us?
We understands. But this is our sacred enclaves. We cannot leaves behind our histories, our cultures.
...Yes, we knows. We will not wins against the humans. Our magics is not strong, not like the humans with their guns and their bombs.
We appreciates you, humanses. For comings to warns us. Here. I will repays you. One pairs of shoes, and one figurines. This figurines will bring you luck. It is engraved with the symbols of our founders, Sylvesters.
...You do not wants? You wants us to come withs you? You are very persistent, humanses. I tells you whats. Takes our youngling eggs with you, humanses. You may be a strangerses, but it is betters than certain deaths when the other humans arrives.
...Thanks you, humanses. You have given us hopes for our legacies to continues. We did not thinks we would makes it out of a humans attacks.
I hopes, one day, you can brings our childrens backs to this enclaves. It would be appreciateds.
Nows go, kind humanses. You musts not be heres when the other humans attacks. They will nots take kindly to your warnings us, no?
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Nows, there is only times for fightings. Watches over us, Sylvesters. For this shall be our final fights.
WC: 283
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Lothli t1_jcqm3tz wrote
<Lothli & Maishul>
Chapter 2: Mountain Dew® Code Red®
Heya! Welcome back to Maishul & Lothli, the only show where we keep it real by exploring different realities! I'm your host, Maishul! Let's get into it!
Once upon a time, in the far, far future, there was a girl named Lothli. She lived in a town where strange things happened every night. For example, her favorite Barbie doll got flushed down the toilet.
Anyways, Lothli looked into the refrigerator to make some fried rice. Unfortunately, there was no rice in the fridge, but instead there was an entire human head.
"Oh my goodness, there is an entire human head in the fridge. This is frightening," Lothli screamed in terror.
Lothli then closed the fridge and ignored the problem like how she ignored her chores. She decided that to fix this mess, she should go to the store to buy rice. How else could she make lunch?
And so the girl set off into the night, the stars above shining with evil intent. They plotted ways to ruin Lothli's day, like maybe untying her shoelace or putting her toilet paper in the holder backward.
Fortunately, our unsuspecting heroine managed to reach the local supermarket without any trouble, since the stars were too busy plotting. The signboard was usually yellow and said "SUPERMARKET", but today, it was red and said "SUBPARMARKET." This was a clear sign that the building was haunted, but Lothli, either due to cowardice or to ignorance, entered the store anyways.
Once inside, our intrepid protagonist immediately noticed the state of disrepair the store was in. The lights were off, and there were mysterious puddles of fluid on the floor. Most shockingly of all, the shopping baskets were unstocked.
"I suppose the employees must be on break," Lothli mused to herself. "There's no other reason the shopping baskets shouldn't be stocked."
Shrugging her shoulders, our reluctant heroine continued on her journey to the grains aisle. However, she was blocked by a massive stack of Mountain Dew® Code Red®, the most frightening soft drink.
The sudden appearance of the devilish soda was too much for our unlikely protagonist. Her mind was flooded with horrifying images. Her parents, drowning in Mountain Dew® Code Red®. Her life's work, dissolved in Mountain Dew® Code Red®. That one time her sister said she actually LIKED Mountain Dew® Code Red®.
The mental distress was too much to bear. Our beleaguered heroine collapsed to her knees.
"Not the... Mountain Dew® Code Red®..." she whimpered.
The sickening red fluid coalesced into the shape of a gigantic, writhing bag of rice.
"Muahaha! Now you will NEVER obtain the rice you crave!" the Mountain Dew® Code Red® cackled.
That's right, the fried rice... Lothli's feeble mind recalled what she was fighting for.
With a mighty roar, our brave protagonist broke free of the mental restraints cast onto her by the Mountain Dew® Code Red®. Thoroughly shaken by this encounter, Lothli continued on her trepidatious journey.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, our intrepid heroine had made it to the grains aisle. However, the greatest obstacle of all still stood between her and her rice.
Its eyes glowed red as it cried hyper-realistic blood. Its clothes were ragged and torn, with the souls of those it had already devoured screaming against the fabric. Its nametag read, "Hi! I'm Bob."
"The store is now closed. Please exit the store premises," the monster roared.
Lothli made a face that looked like this: D:
But making a strange face was not enough. Her soul was stolen and embedded within the creature's clothes.
The moral of the story? Never try to purchase rice.
WC: 600
Lothli t1_jdpvsw5 wrote
Reply to [OT] Fun Trope Friday, Writing with Tropes: Reluctant Hero & Fantasy by katpoker666
<Lothli & Maishul>
Chapter 3: Of Mice and Men
Hello. Welcome back to Lothli & Maishul, the only show where we keep it real by exploring different realities. I'm your host, Lothli. Oh, and a big thank you to u/Not_theScrumPolice for lending her excellent character, Olivia, to today's story. Without further ado, let me introduce today's premise.
Once upon a time, in a far-off land known as Dottopia, there was a young girl named Maishul. Maishul was a Squeaker, like all residents of this land. Her mouse-like nose twitched and her wiry tail swished as she spent her days toiling in the fields.
It was a normal day, like any other. Except for when Maishul stumbled upon a magical glowing sword that fell from the sky.
"I am the MacGuffin, Maishul. Take me into your hands, and defeat the Dark Huntress, Olivia!" the sword boomed.
Of course, Maishul was hesitant. This magical glowing sword was highly suspicious, after all! What kind of ulterior motive could it have? The girl cautiously approached the—
"Ooh, shiny sword! Mine, mine!"
...Maishul snatched up the MacGuffin, completely heedless of her hapless sister's words of warning. But all was good, as the sword did not seem to have malicious intent.
With new blade in hand, Maishul set off toward the land of The In Between. Together, they faced numerous challenges, including treacherous mountains, dark forests, and the temptation of snack time. But with the help of her magic sword, and her unwavering determination, our protagonist emerged victorious at every turn.
After a long and exhausting journey, Maishul finally arrived before the Temple of the Huntress. The ominous fortress rose before her like a dark cloud on a stormy day, casting its shadow upon the land. Its walls were as high as mountains and as black as the night sky, adorned with the visage of screaming Squeakers and muscular bodybuilders.
Shaking her head at the strange sight, Maishul gripped her MacGuffin and entered the fortress. And lo and behold, there sat Olivia, the Dark Huntress.
"Tremble before me, fool!" Olivia roared, overtly flexing her muscles in a monstrous display of strength. "I am Olivia. Dark Huntress! Smasher of Squeakers! And The One With Zero Chill!"
Maishul, cowed by the rippling musculature on the Dark Huntress, took a moment to steel herself.
"Today your reign ends, Olivia! No more will you smash Squeakers against the cobblestones! In the name of Queen Dot, I will smite thee!" Our reluctant hero strikes a pose, before lunging at The One With Zero Chill.
Yet, Olivia's brawn was too much for our heroine's blade. With a mighty flex, the Dark Huntress deflected Maishul's swing.
Was all hope lost? No! Maishul closed her eyes and thought about the friends she was fighting for.
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...What? She had no friends? Ah.
With a brilliant flash, Maishul's sword evolved to its true form, the Deus Ex Machina!
"Oh! Deus Ex Machina, YOU were the friends I made along the way!" Maishul exclaimed, raising her newest and only friend up high.
With this newfound power, Maishul's body underwent a magical transformation. Her body bulked up to three times her size. Her wiry tail grew as thick as a sewage pipe. Her adorable little ears grew as large as a parachute.
Maishul knew what she had to do. She slammed her sword into the ground before she poised with her glorious new muscles.
"NO! NOOOOO! I JUST WANTED A HUG! I DIDN’T DESERVE THIS!" Olivia cried, attempting to shield herself from Maishul's new form.
But it was all in vain.
"Admittedly, Huntress, you were quite the entertainer," Maishul smirked, her hands on her hips.
WC: 598
You may read u/Not_theScrumPolice's very lovely SerSun that actual Olivia is from here!
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