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Turmoil

"Chaos Lives in Everything."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Questionable Object

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A sinuous, serpentine creature with a bizarre mishmash of body parts somehow forming a singular, draconian entity.

It's head is that of a white horse, though oddly expressive and feminine in appearance and its mouth is full of razor sharp fangs.
Its ears are long and floppy much like a rabbits and a pair of antlers jut out from the back of its skull and a messy grey mane rolls down its neck, covering the base of its ears and antlers.
Its eyes a a mismatched green and purple and the purple iris is larger than the green one and the cornea of its eyes are black and a pair of long red eyebrows come off of its forehead.
Its body is long and sinuous like a snakes and is covered in red scales and a set of bony spines run along its back between a pair of mismatched wings, one white, one black and covered in soft downy feathers that fluff up when the wings are tucked against its body.
Its right arm is like a black birds foot, its shoulder covered in fluffy black feathers with a yellow scaled limb and a four fingered claw.
Its left is of a black cat with a paw like an odd hand.
Its right leg is a sheep's leg with thick shaggy wool clinging around its thigh but thinning out closer to the cloven hoof.
The left leg is that of a purple lizard, a pair of long claws acting as toes that it stands on, a single long spike curving down from its heel, halfway up its leg.
Its tail is almost as long as the rest of its body, a long black furred thing that curls and twists about, the tip ending in a large tuft of multicolored hair, patterned like that of a peacock.

When standing on its hind legs Turmoil is two and a half metres tall, combined with her tail she is a full five metres long though she can change her size at will.

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Turmoil fell out of the chimney chute with a loud thud, putting out the fire and kicking up a massive cloud of soot. Oddly pink soot at that. Her serpentine body coiled up on itself as she groaned.
"I need to find a better place to sleep...." She uncoiled herself and crawled out of the alcove, walking on all fours over to a table before flopping onto its surface, huffing loudly and brushing herself off, her wings fluttering and puffing out.

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A long sinuous figure rose out of a rose bush, curling about the vomiting woman with a quite chuckle and an arched red eyebrow.
"My, my does this little slice of nature disagree with you my dear?" An oddly dexterous cats paw reached out and pet her on the back nonchalantly. "Or did you just pig out on something a little less than healthy?" She giggled, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the chaos entity's appearance would no doubt freak out the relatively "normal" person she was speaking to.

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The Draconequus giggled madly and angled her long body to look up at the woman from below, her mismatched purple and green eyes looking into Klein's.
"Oh deary me you look a little green." A yellow birds claw poked her in the cheek as it spoke. "Need a bag?" Turmoil pulled a brown paper bag out of seemingly thin air and handed it over to the woman. "My what on earth did you eat? Rat poison? you're blowing chunks all over the place." The Draconequus slid around Klein and peered into the pond. "Eugh, and it smells pretty bad too. Have I ever mentioned how gross natural entities are?"

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Turmoil snorted and chuckled as she weightlessly curled about Klein.
Oh wow... Okay seriously now why are you even outside you look dreadful.
A large downy wing stretched out from its long body resting on her back.
And whats wrong with flowers?
She plucked a rose that turned from red to neon yellow and sniffed it.
Ah, lovely...
She looked back up at Klein and fluttered her eye lids.
Really, you need to relax and maybe your stomach will settle.

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Turmoil gazed at her with an unamused expression for a moment before she burst out with a bark of laughter, placing her paw over her mouth.
Oh that's classic!
She wrapped her feline arm around her shoulders and grinned widely.
You're one of those amusing little agoraphobic shut in nerds!
She looked in her eyes again and grinned widely, showing off her pointed teeth.
Oh my you can't see me can you?
She reached into the shoulder feathers of her black bird arm and pulled out a pair of flamboyant frilled glasses

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and held them up to her eyes.
Here try these.
The lights flickered on to full brightness as she held them up. She smiled wide with her brows raised.
Am I still pretty?
She asked in a joking tone.

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Turmoil giggled and curled about Klein.
Aaaw is the poor woman scared of being outside?
Her thick metres long body coiled around her form, her tail coming around to pet her on the head with the soft puff on the end of her tail, her warm smooth scales of her torso pressing against her chest and arms.
Its so refreshing to meet someone as quaint as you, talk to me, keep me entertained, lets be friends.
The Draconequus continued to grin wide as she absent mindedly tugged at one of her ears with a claw, her wings spread out wide.

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You....
Turmoil gave the woman in her coils a flat stare for a moment then sighed, placing her claw over her eyes.
You think I'm going to eat you don't you?
She gave a hurt look before uncoiling rapidly and standing upon her hind legs, looming over her with her hands on her hips.
Honestly what is with you mortal kind? You're all bloody paranoid that everything with teeth is going to just... Shove you in their gullet!
Turmoil flailed her arms and turned her back before crossing them and huffing loudly.
Y'know your kind doesn't even taste nice! You're all guts and bones and gristle!
The Draconequus sniffed loudly and turned her nose up, her tail slapping firmly against the ground, kicking up dust.
Just can't have a pleasant conversation, its all monster this, aberration that!
The random monstrosity looked over its feathered shoulder with big watery eyes.
How could we be friends if you think such horrid things of me?

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Turmoil sat then flopped down onto her belly with a thud dragging Klein down with her, causing the short woman to land on its downy wings as she curled about and rested her chin on her her forelimbs, sniffing again.
It's really not fair I tell you.
She muttered at the human.
I'm just a humble spirit of conflict, nothing too grand, nothing too terrible, just a little sprite belched up from the bowls of Gunungagap into this material realm in my patchwork body and all I get is a face ful of pitch-forks and torches.
She wiped her nose gently with her paw and sniffed again.
And all I find in this world is war. See, I don't like war! I like conflict, turmoil, they're different things! War is horrible and mean and nobody comes out of it okay! I like spats, little tussles between friends, y'know the kind where two people shove each other around, maybe throw a punch but they come back to each other eventually, make up and maybe make out.
She snorted at her own joke and her tail curled in on itself.
But all there is in this rotting world is war and death. Here I found that even War has a friend, a brother in Death. Me? I'm Turmoil. Who have I got? No one. I'm alone...
She looked at the woman propped up on her back with half closed, mismatched purple and green on black eyes.
Explain that to me human. Why is it something as silly and harmless as me gets no one while War gets Death?
She stroked her claw over the length of her impala horn and huffed irritably, blowing up the dust on the floor.
What is it about Draconequi that makes us worse than the reapers? Why do we get the pitchfork in the ass? Why don't the soldiers and crusaders get thrown out of their homes?

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Turmoil huffed again and raised her head on her long neck, frowning at the stammering creature lying on her.
Honestly,
She grunted and shifted a wing to wrap the warm soft appendage about the woman like a blanket.
Why in the name of all things good and chaotic are you out here, I mean seriously what if some truly unsavory character had found you instead of a harmless trickster spirit?
She tucked the black appendage tighter about her while curling her tail around and sliding the tuft under the woman's head like a massive peacock coloured cushion.
Poor thing, what possessed to crawl out of whatever hole you dug for yourself?
She reached down and nuzzled the top of her head with a snort and a slight sneer.
If I were of the nastier sort I probably would have eaten you if only for laughs. Silly thing, having a nervous break down in the middle of a public place.
The draconequus rested it's horned head next to hers and sighed.
If someone weren't to look after you, you'd probably be killed horribly by one of the many nasty people lurking around this dirty little city...
She looked over the flower beds with a bored expression and hummed to herself.
Stupid human, fae critter.
She muttered, flicking her tongue out and snatching up a tulip with the forked appendage drawing it back into her jaws, chewing on it slowly.
Mm strawberry...

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Turmoil chuckled deep in her throat, causing her feathers to rustle, tickling any exposed skin gently.
My, my you'll want to get something for that power issue, I've been noticing quite a few black outs in this dirty little human hole.
A far away voice seemed to call out "racist" but it was too faint to make out.
I would suggest some form of personal generator, preferably not gasoline

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[color=purple]Turmoil chuckled deep in her throat, causing her feathers to rustle, tickling any exposed skin gently.
My, my you'll want to get something for that power issue, I've been noticing quite a few black outs in this dirty little human hole.
A far away voice seemed to call out "racist" but it was too faint to make out.
I would suggest some form of personal generator, preferably not gasoline based, that icky goop is horrible for both the environment and the wallet.
She tapped a cat claw against her chin in thought as she looked up through a sky light at the dimming sky.
There are plenty of Arcane Engineers about, one I might recommend whose under the protection of one Avatar of "I'll chop your head off if you so much as look at me funny" Named Seria "wussy-pants" Haenor. A young hemaphrodite with an amazing nack for making magic powered gadgets.
She chuckled again and began preening her free white wing, stretching it and nibbling at feathers.
And indeed you are a noob in the cosmos' biggest MMO and all the level 90s are more than happy to camp the spawn area for laffs.
She grunted as she tugged out a mottled grey feather, spitting it out and letting it float to the floor.
And wether or not your house is protected hardly matters, if you're going to come out here you need something to defend yourself with... I mean seriously you don't even have a can of Mace™ on you! What if a toothless aligator had attacked you while you were upchucking. It could have gummed you to death and you wouldn't have been able to do anything at all!
She huffed and buried her muzzle once more into her white wing, running her needle teeth through the delicate down. [quote]And yes I mean you. You may reek of humanity but I can sure as the sun will expand smell a distinct "unseely" scent all about you, I swear that reek is harder to clear out than the human smell, I swear to you upon both my horns that there's more unseely junk in Gunungagap than there is

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Magic is the energy of life.
Turmoil muttered out from within her feathers.
Its the script that makes the game run, so surely something that... Ports into it and simply recycles old code to power the new isn't such a bad thing.
She stretched out her white wing wide and flapped it a few times sending some old down flying in the wind.
And don't worry about your gold, as long as you can stealth your way around the boss mob and answer the sphynx's riddle the treasure of power is perfectly free, a reward for completing a quest.
She grinned to herself as she got to work on her wing yet again, hoping the semi-made up lingo she was spouting would get through.
And it's perfectly safe, purple rarity loot that'll last you for two expansions yet, prime Aeon tech. Merchant's promise.
She winked even though it wasn't visible.
You need to be careful whose twitter you hack, and whose your putting the pronz down on. There are some jocks who don't use twitter, you need a good ol' high level friend to put the pain down on them, you do.
She shifted her tail slightly and scratched at where scales met fur between her torso and tail.
Funnily enough that'd also solve your problem of not being allowed to carry a weapon around.
She snorted in amusement and shooke her head about causing her mane to puff up.
Oh come on you know the Unseely Cour- Ugh, of course, stupid me, of course you don't know! Now then, there's a... Lets say Guild, of fairies and fae who like to call themselves the "Unseelie Court." As far as I know they're the biggest bunch of mini-magic-mites out there and you smell a lot like one. Its faint to be frank, but its still there.
She leaned down and took a sniff at her lifting the black wing slightly.
Mhm, either you live with a fairy or you're at least part fairy me thinks...

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There is magic, like pulling a rabbit from a hat. Parlor tricks.
Turmoil acquired an enigmatic smile as stars started to wink into life with the waning sun.
And there is Magic. Arcana. Majicka. The lifeblood of all things, the ebb and flow of reality itself.
Tiny lights began to wink into existence about the Draconequus, tiny whispers and giggle skipping across the gardens.
Its been missing in this world for a very long time and it seems only in its death throes the nether realms have reached into this plane giving a twisted half-life back to it.
She chuckled.
Well you can't run a dungeon without a raid partner, its only expected you'd have a team mate.
She hummed to herself, removing her wing and scooping up the woman in her forelimbs, weightlessly lifting herself off the ground with spread wings.
The unseelie court is made up of all those things foul and unsigtly of the fae, the majority of faeries in fact...
She frowned.
I am sorry to hear that you were sired by one of the foul folk.
In a flash of light Turmoil and Klein appeared within her bedroom, the Draconequus laying the woman down on whatever constituted for a bed.
For now, rest, do whatever you need to relax. And try not to brush this all off as a dream. There are things that want to help you even for the strangest of reasons.
The chimerical entity curled in on itself and disappeared into the darkness of the room as power returned and the lights flickered on.
Rest well...

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There is magic, like pulling a rabbit from a hat. Parlor tricks.
Turmoil acquired an enigmatic smile as stars started to wink into life with the waning sun.
And there is Magic. Arcana. Majicka. The lifeblood of all things, the ebb and flow of reality itself.
Tiny lights began to wink into existence about the Draconequus, tiny whispers and giggle skipping across the gardens.
Its been missing in this world for a very long time and it seems only in its death throes the nether realms have reached into this plane giving a twisted half-life back to it.
She chuckled.
Well you can't run a dungeon without a raid partner, its only expected you'd have a team mate.
She hummed to herself, removing her wing and scooping up the woman in her forelimbs, weightlessly lifting herself off the ground with spread wings.
The unseelie court is made up of all those things foul and unsigtly of the fae, the majority of faeries in fact...
She frowned.
I am sorry to hear that you were sired by one of the foul folk.
In a flash of light Turmoil and Klein appeared within her bedroom, the Draconequus laying the woman down on whatever constituted for a bed.
For now, rest, do whatever you need to relax. And try not to brush this all off as a dream. There are things that want to help you even for the strangest of reasons.
The chimerical entity curled in on itself and disappeared into the darkness of the room as power returned and the lights flickered on.
Rest well...

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A rabbit hole covered in vines and roots slowly widened slightly as a sinuous mismatched entity slithered out, wings and limbs spreading out from it's snake like body as it stretched silently, sliding from its underground hidy-hole behind Sabetha to peek over her shoulder, one of her long cat-fish like whiskers casually resting on the woman's shoulder as she observed Sorre alongside her, her muzzle opening with a smile slightly, showing off her pointed teeth before whispering almost inaudibly to the vixen.
"Whatcha lookin' at?"

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A jar of carrots on a stand that had miraculously not been knocked over by the colossal rodent chowing down on the food stuffs and subsequently breaking both the heart and profits of some poor shop owner, rattled on the spot then fell over spilling its orange contents onto the floor as well as something that was very clearly not a carrot, causing the watching and already murmuring crowd to gasp as a mish-mashed patchwork creature picked itself up with a huff, flapping its wings and brushing itself off.
"Well whats the ruckus here?" The creature said in a feminine voice, rubbing a feline paw over an impala's horn, turning from the crowd to glance at the massive hare, leaping back in comical surprise with a gasp. "Oh moi moi! What a wascalwy wabbit we have here!"

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Turmoil "meeped" and lept up, spreading her black and white wings wide and hovered over the massive rabbit as it leaned forward to sniff at her, her tail and most of her sinuous body curled in on itself to keep her out of biting or sniffing distance. "Me? A wyvern? Don't be preposterous you overgrown rodent. I'm obviously not made of any wyvern bits and this," She tapped against the segmented yellow scales of her underbelly. "Is obviously part of a dragon thank you very much!"
The draconequus hugged her tail to herself and looking suspiciously over the large creature. "And what in the wide, wide, overweight world are you? A local bunny that got stuck in a nuclear reactor? Or did you just get injected with a gallon of steroids?"

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Turmoil scowled at the prospect of being eaten, flapping her wings a few times to take herself a little higher, maintaining a minimum safe distance between herself and the Taguel.
"Now lets not be getting any ideas, I'm certainly not a dragon and I'm skin and bone anyway..." She said cautiously. "And anyway aren't rabbits herbivores?" She disappeared from her spot in the air to a table, standing on its surface with her forelimbs crossed and her tail curving around so the tuft hung off the front edge. "I, miss-radioactive-rabbit am a Draconequus and most certainly not edible, nothin' but bones and hot air here!"

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Turmoil shrugged and ditched the dumb dog because, hey! Maybe there's someone out there who can actually take a joke or acknowledge the things going on around them.
And so off back through the unseelie realm she offed to see if any interesting individuals were doing things along the Faerie paths.

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From the dimmed rafters of the tavern a sinuous, snaky figure uncurled, stretching down, upside down to observe the patrons of the bar, the chimerical creature, tilting its head as it swiveled by the tip of its tail, its mismatched purple and green eyes falling upon a particular item of interest, the somewhat downcast and inattentive undead female singing along to some interesting tune.
The sinuous entity dropped to the floor, slinking along on all fours, a smooth arch in its back as it meandered up behind the young woman, raising up on to its hind legs and curling its tail up behind it to bend around and inspect her, leaning on a wall and looking her up and down before speaking, a little loudly to get past the earphones.
"'Ello little blue missy! What brings you here hm?" It said in a silky feminine tone, smiling wide with a jaw full of sharky teeth.

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Kethyr Naethus sighed and went on his way, paying his tab and slinking into the night.

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Winne Rineswurth loudly scootched her chair an inch closer to Awinita.

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Ulrich Paternosta stepped into the warm interior of the tavern. He gave it a quick scan and grunted. She wasn't anywhere in sight; good. There was something off with Ms. Tauvyr as of late. More off than usual.