Recent content by Wrongtoe

Wrongtoe fought harder than they had ever fought before. They screamed, wailed and pleaded so utterly pathetically that even a heart of stone might find some morsel of pity for the wretched creature. The guards dragged them away as they cursed the hall, the court and the Erlking. So horrified...

Unacceptable. Even Goblins had standards, though they would all deny it if asked. Full of indignant rage Wrongtoe hopped onto the prostrate form of Signe and stood up. "Feello pickamack soot hah hah ragga. Gagga sham teerna vulpa!" *We had a deal this Duanan and me. A deal must be honored!"...

Leaping behind Signe with great defiance the goblin Wrongtoe took a positively ludicrous breath, puffing up like a balloon before speaking. "Na boo thraka do whaj guggi chonk-chonk. Vee lupe tonk habba whochacha gum-gum. Narki arki garki." *Your party blows chunks. We gave it some spice. Now...

All the whole behind Signe Lusce, the goblin Wrongtoe was dragged. Tiny hands clutching her dress as they attempted in vain to help Signe break free. Now, before the Erlking, they both stood. Wrongtoe using what parts of Signe's dress they held to hide themselves poorly. Big eyes and bigger ears...

Wrongtoe let out manic cackle and leaped down from the broken statue scuttling off into the crowd. Outrunning Shucks was not easy but not impossible, for a goblin. Slipping under a very ornate gown Wrongtoe dipped neath the shadow and emerged out behind the door guards cape. Whom they gave a...

Putting the pumpkin down and bracing their hands against the base of the statue Wrongtoe also began to try and topple it with Signe. They were having the best time right then. First it began to tilt then wobble. Wrongtoe burst into sweats and their face balloon into a kind of blue green with the...

Wrongtoe, the holder of the record for fastest expulsion from the Redcap Academy and only goblin for whom it is illegal to carry on them rubber bands, allowed Signe to pat their head. They didn't even flinch at this display of casual affection. "Raahhh, baggadda gaga!" *You're alright for a tall...

With a wicked grin Wrongtoe took the pumpkin which in their hands was large indeed but when they lay their large yellow eyes upon the image their smile faded. Their ears dropped and a solemn seriousness came over their person. "Wroogee... Vallabak?" "This is... For me?" It was without a doubt...

"BUMTAKEE!" *AGREED!* Tiny arms and legs spread wide to embrace the trade. Traditionally Goblins shook spit covered hands but promises worked just as well for things like this. True to their word (though they did not enjoy the act any more than before) Wrongtoe became calm and still, almost...

Wrongtoe snapped their mouth shut and glared at Signe with large, slit pupils. Goblins could almost all be bribed reliably and it didn't even cost that much. Ianthe often had Wrongtoe go sneaking with the promise of sausages, frogs or just shards of coloured glass. "Dabu?" *You promise?* Goblins...

No, this was not going to be fun. Wrongtoe sat on Signe's lap and looked the pumpkin carver right in the eye. He gestured that they should smile. Wrongtoe smiled, wider and wider. Opened their mouth up and up until the top of their head leaned back and Wrongtoe could see Signe's beaming face...

Treachery, that's what it was. Abandonment and treachery. "Woodah ah nabba-nabba-nabba!" *If you kiss me I shall eat your FEET!" Not exactly an idle threat, especially from Wrongtoe. They rarely followed through on a threat without someone else to back them up. Again they put up resistance to...

"Goo?" *Is you for real?* Was all Wrongtoe could get out before they were whisked away into Signe's joyous arms. "AAAAEGH!" Being Fae-handled up into the air was horrible for Wrongtoe. Their arms flailed and mouth opened in snapping frustration. "LOO PAKKA, CHO ALLAGGA BAWK BAWK!" *NO I DON'T...

Large and wild eyes peeked out from under the red brimmed hat at Signe upon hearing her speak. Such happiness upset them. It was insulting. They had deliberately ruined a perfectly good dress and what did they get? *PRECIOUS!* Wrongtoe took in the measure of this one and wiped a wet dribble from...

"Goobada goka!" Wrongtoe agreed fervently. Their own garish dress was like a carefully wrapped present had imploded on itself. Behind them a trail of ribbons flowed and the colour clashed relentlessly with their red cap. Minute next to Ianthe the Goblin had already devoured the flower crown it...