Kurt and Warren had set up a pose together and were waiting for a new group
to frighten. It wasn't long before several young men who the impolite might
call nerds came down the path. They were dressed in elaborate clothes that
looked like something out of a medieval novel. The display drew immediate
attention. Kurt immediately dubbed them Knight, Prince, Peasant and Hobo.
"Check it out," Hobo said. "This thing is incredible. The detail on this fur is unreal. How did they do that?"
All four gathered around to take a closer look. It wasn't long before Peasant grabbed Kurt's tail. Kurt's tail wound itself around Midget's wrist.
"Cool. You'd almost swear it was alive." Knight squeaked.
Warren was done holding his silence. "Almost?"
Instead of fleeing in terror, all four drew closer.
"How'd you make that?" they asked as one.
Warren was on a roll. "Who said I made it?" He took note of Kurt's frantic silencing gestures, and ignored them. The beard and wig are fake on me, we put hooves on his toes, a wig, horns and some theatrical makeup, but the rest is natural."
All four were silent for a moment. Kurt waited for them to run screaming, or worse, try to play kill the demon.
"This is so cool."
"Radical."
"Hey, you guys wanna join us. With you in the group we'd get best dressed for sure."
Warren provided a highly intelligent response to this last request. "Huh?"
"We're on our way to a convention for the book series, 'The Immortal Realm.' We've got some peasants, a noble and a knight, as you can see, but we couldn't find anyone who could make a halfway decent costume of the immortals, so we left them out."
"Ja. Sure," Kurt replied for both of them.
"Are those wings really real?" Knight asked, while lifting them.
"Yes," Warren replied, while jerking his wing free with enough force to knock Knight off his feet.
"I wish I had a tail," Hobo lamented.
Kurt and Warren were finally at the convention and drawing envious stares from everyone around them. It wasn't long before people noticed that Kurt's tail wasn't staying still like a fake would.
"How'd ya do that?" an unknown boy dressed as a wizard asked.
"How'd I do what?" Kurt asked.
"How'd ya move your tail like that. It looks so real." the wizard started trying to walk around behind Kurt to get a better look, but Kurt turned with him to keep an eye on him.
[Think fast, Kurt. Ah! I've got it.]
"It's cybernetic." Kurt nearly held his breath, hoping his explanation would be accepted.
"Really? I know a little about cybernetics. What can ya tell me about it." The wizard continued to look lustfully at Kurt's tail and Kurt silently prayed that he wouldn't try to tear it off.
[Time to play up the accent.] "My English is not so good, and so few men know my native tongue. I wish I could explain it to you, but I can't."
"Sure ya can. You sound German. Mom was from Germany and taught me the language. I even know a little Romani. So what's your native language?"
"HalbesePferd" (1)
"Um...could ya tell me anyways?"
Kurt figured that if he really had invented such cybernetics, he'd have a spiel to go with them to explain how they worked, so he gave the one HalbesPferd spiel he did know, the one he'd learned form Andrei's mom:
Aja e alkj oae ao dik ot jao fue o wara. Tehha in e sojo sao o rool oas. Ekk fiew dio allwi, du jaole o reaol... (2)
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(1) Half-horse, spoken by centaurs in 'Nutterverse.
(2) Get a large pan and fill it half full of water. Throw in a small sack of rolled oats. Add five diced apples, two handfuls of raisins...
"Check it out," Hobo said. "This thing is incredible. The detail on this fur is unreal. How did they do that?"
All four gathered around to take a closer look. It wasn't long before Peasant grabbed Kurt's tail. Kurt's tail wound itself around Midget's wrist.
"Cool. You'd almost swear it was alive." Knight squeaked.
Warren was done holding his silence. "Almost?"
Instead of fleeing in terror, all four drew closer.
"How'd you make that?" they asked as one.
Warren was on a roll. "Who said I made it?" He took note of Kurt's frantic silencing gestures, and ignored them. The beard and wig are fake on me, we put hooves on his toes, a wig, horns and some theatrical makeup, but the rest is natural."
All four were silent for a moment. Kurt waited for them to run screaming, or worse, try to play kill the demon.
"This is so cool."
"Radical."
"Hey, you guys wanna join us. With you in the group we'd get best dressed for sure."
Warren provided a highly intelligent response to this last request. "Huh?"
"We're on our way to a convention for the book series, 'The Immortal Realm.' We've got some peasants, a noble and a knight, as you can see, but we couldn't find anyone who could make a halfway decent costume of the immortals, so we left them out."
"Ja. Sure," Kurt replied for both of them.
"Are those wings really real?" Knight asked, while lifting them.
"Yes," Warren replied, while jerking his wing free with enough force to knock Knight off his feet.
"I wish I had a tail," Hobo lamented.
Kurt and Warren were finally at the convention and drawing envious stares from everyone around them. It wasn't long before people noticed that Kurt's tail wasn't staying still like a fake would.
"How'd ya do that?" an unknown boy dressed as a wizard asked.
"How'd I do what?" Kurt asked.
"How'd ya move your tail like that. It looks so real." the wizard started trying to walk around behind Kurt to get a better look, but Kurt turned with him to keep an eye on him.
[Think fast, Kurt. Ah! I've got it.]
"It's cybernetic." Kurt nearly held his breath, hoping his explanation would be accepted.
"Really? I know a little about cybernetics. What can ya tell me about it." The wizard continued to look lustfully at Kurt's tail and Kurt silently prayed that he wouldn't try to tear it off.
[Time to play up the accent.] "My English is not so good, and so few men know my native tongue. I wish I could explain it to you, but I can't."
"Sure ya can. You sound German. Mom was from Germany and taught me the language. I even know a little Romani. So what's your native language?"
"HalbesePferd" (1)
"Um...could ya tell me anyways?"
Kurt figured that if he really had invented such cybernetics, he'd have a spiel to go with them to explain how they worked, so he gave the one HalbesPferd spiel he did know, the one he'd learned form Andrei's mom:
Aja e alkj oae ao dik ot jao fue o wara. Tehha in e sojo sao o rool oas. Ekk fiew dio allwi, du jaole o reaol... (2)
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(1) Half-horse, spoken by centaurs in 'Nutterverse.
(2) Get a large pan and fill it half full of water. Throw in a small sack of rolled oats. Add five diced apples, two handfuls of raisins...