Happy "Cthulhu Day"! (Open RP)

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((The Shoggies have decided it is 'Cthulhoo Day' because in the HPL story "The Call of Cthulhu, April 25th is the date on which Cthulhu woke up to munch on a few fishermen. None of the food at the party is necessarily hexed, unless you feel like your characters finding something a house-elf got creative with, or any magical products the Shoggies might have brought back from Hogsmeade. Your characters don't have to interact with the Shoggies if they don't want to, of course. =D They're just all over the tower, since there's lots of them.))

((Gets NSFW by the end of the Dethklok sub-thread.))

The Shoggies weren't usually aware of dates, but, they were sensitive to the stars and their varying degrees of rightness. And, today, Shoggy 10 awoke from whatever dreams it was that Shoggies had during whatever it was that passed for Shoggy sleep. "Oh my Great Cthulhoo!" it announced loudly, waking Shoggies 3, 4.6, and 18, who all simultaneously popped out of their drawers and annouced, "It's Cthulhoo Day!" For, the Shoggies had all realized that on this date 85 years ago, sunken R'lyeh had briefly arisen, and Great Cthulhu had eaten a few fishermen. This was a day to celebrate! "We gots to have a party!" insisted Shoggy 3, and the others agreed enthusiastically. They squelched down from their drawers and set out to find the rest of the Hogwarts Shoggies.

It was only a couple hours later that the first of the weird signs started appearing in the halls. Shoggies 3, 4.6, 10, and 18 had suggested to the others that they use construction paper and paint to make their party announcements, since it would be faster than carving them out of stone, and so, they had. The signs were all quite colourful, and had been decorated with paintings of a corpulent, squid-headed creature with small wings, often shown with a handful of tiny little men splattered in red paint, and the words 'yum yum'. The signs all said basically the same thing, and it was evident from the grammar that Toki and Skwisgaar's Shoggies had done most of the lettering. The lettering was quite crude, as, Shoggies were used to complicated hieroglyphs, and not the simplistic shapes of the alphabet.

IT IS CTHULHOO DAY! Comes to our party and celebrates!

The party is ats Andy's McGraw Tower ons the grounds.

Comes when it gets dark! Brings a sacrifice if you wants!

Don't worry, we cans say Fhtagn right!

There wills be chickens and beer and candy and sandwiches ands other foods.

It'll be SOOO COOL!


By early evening, the Shoggies had everything ready for the party, and gathered it all together at the unholy version of McGraw tower which had graced the campus since they'd transported it from the past for Andy's Christmas present. The chimes of the mostly-manifest tower were playing an eerie, unnatural music. House-elves had helped the Shoggies with the food, and so there was beer (ridiculous quantities of it, as, the Shoggies had learned about beer from Nathan Explosion), and there was chicken, and there were sandwiches as promised- eyeball sandwiches were the Shoggies' current favorite, so most were these. A close examination would reveal that the eyesalls were some sort of wizarding candy. There was also a huge heap of other wizarding candies, as Shoggy 10 had had talked its "Master Toki-Dad" into giving them the galleons to send a delegation of Shoggies to Hogsmeade. Some of the less civilized Hogwarts Shoggies had brought their contributions to the party as well, which included a dead acromantula brought by those who usually stayed with Smaug. It was arranged as a sort of centerpiece for everything else, lying on its back with its legs in the air. They'd painted a large mural one one wall, of the same squid-headed creature eating little men from a boat.

Once the Shoggies had everything arranged, some of them waited expectantly for partygoers. Some of them had already been distracted by the piles of food, and yet others had wandered off into the rather Escher-esque staircases of the tower.

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((Oh, Nathan. <3 'If Flipper was a shark-guy'. XD))

Shoggies moved pretty alright through water, what with having built underwater cities before. Their amorphousness allowed them to be more aquatic than they appeared, and it wasn't as if they needed to breathe. The Shoggies were still swarming around, and now wondering if anyone else was going to suddenly become a Deep One.

Toki wasn't concerned about the potential contagiousness of Skwisgaar's unusual condition. He seemed seriously uncomfortable, and although he could sort of breathe at the moment, he didn't sound too great, and his weird new skin felt drier than fish skin should have. "The lake's not fars," he told Skwisgaar as grabbed onto his jacked. That the floating candy seemed to work as expected was useful, as it would make it a bit easier to pull Skwisgaar over to the water.

He looked around to notice Smaug staring at them now, and Nathan then arrived, and started getting touchy with Skwisgaar. Toki briefly glowered at him, what with not having had a chance to properly paw at the transformed Skwisgaar yet, and was quite impatient for his chance. He did have to agree that Skwisgaar's new body was pretty damn cool- aside from being badly adjusted to being on the land. He nodded to Skwisgaar, telling him, "I'll takes you to the lake, and thens. . .thens we'll figure outs what to do." Figuring out what to do with Skwisgaar, who obviously couldn't stay in the lake, would have to wait till when Nathan wasn't groping at Skwisgaar.

Toki glowered again as Nathan started rambling on about Skwisgaar becoming Dethklok's new sideshow act, and tried to slap his hand away. "Gots to get Skwisgaar to the lake now, Nathan! You can talks to him abouts that stuff after he doesn't suffocates." Toki's voice had an edge of desperate earnestness to it as he tried to tug Skwisgaar away from Nathan, and towards the lake. Unfortunately, the Shoggies weren't really helping to discourage Nathan, following along and agreeing that his ideas were all 'sooo cool'- they of course meant well. Glancing around, Toki wondered if Skwisgaar was going to end up with a grand escort to the lake, what with Smaug staring, Nathan being grabby, Ofdensen approaching, Pickles talking to the cannibal vampire guy but bound to wander over soon, and a swarm of Shoggies. So, he tried to hurry, finding it pretty easy to haul Skwisgaar along under the effect of the levitation charm.

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((Jumping in briefly rather than sending my reply to Skwis-mun this time. Nathan and Pickles will eventually make themselves scarce, don't worry. I don't want to take over your thread, just provide goofy commentary.

As much as I hate socking, it's been really fun playing these two together.))

Nathan obligingly stepped out of the way and followed them, going into even greater detail about all his plans for Skwisgaar since the Shoggies were being so perfectly encouraging. Between Skwisgaar's tail slap and Toki's hand slap he finally got the message, and at least stopped trying to grab at Skwisgaar.

Smaug stayed where he was, still just watching them, but Pickles did indeed wander over to join them on their trip to the lake, greeting them with an enthusiastic, "Dood! Yer a fish!" He was slightly more helpful than Nathan—taking one of Skwisgaar's weird webby claw hands to help tug him along, and complaining every time the Swede's rough skin scraped his, but not letting go. "Don't worry, I'll getcha sem worms," he promised with drunken earnestness.

Nathan suddenly snickered. "Heh. Don't think it's your worm he'll want, Pickles."

"What d'ya mean?" Pickles asked.

"You know. Your worm. He won't want it."

"But dood, fish love worms! It's why ya go fishin' with 'em—"

"YOUR 'WORM'," Nathan all but bellowed, as though saying it louder would help the drummer better understand his juvenile humour. There was a moment of silence, and then Pickles and Nathan both started laughing.

"Aww yeeeeeah, Skwisfish only want them fancy imported Norwegian worms," Pickles replied, smirking as he glanced at Toki. "Ya know, I hear sharks have two dicks. With like, these spiky spur things on the ends... Yep. Saw that on Animal Planet."

Nathan's response was entirely predictable. "That's seriously brutal. Two dicks. Two dicks. Who needs two dicks?" His and Pickles' thoughts were written all over their faces when they looked at Toki and Skwisgaar. Did Toki's future hold some sharky DP action? They'd had long enough to get used to the idea of Dethklok's two guitarists not only boning each other, but also being in love with each other that, anymore, it seemed pointless to tease them about how gay it all was. Nathan had no room to talk, anyway. So instead they tended to focus on the fact Toki and Skwisgaar were having sex, period.

"And like, the lady sharks have thicker skin than the dood sharks," Pickles continued. "Because the dood sharks bite 'em all over and headbutt 'em when they have sex. Crazy stuff."

"It's like The Little Mermaid and Jaws had a baby," Nathan commented as he looked at Skwisgaar, momentarily distracted from contemplating shark sex.

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((Feel free to join in however long you want to. Ofdensen's welcome to come over too. Like a pool party.))

"Pfft, betters than robots worms or mescal worms," Skwisgaar replied, then loudly clacked his teeth together in irritation. He preferred being mocked for his "unique" taste in women to having his relationship with Toki joked about, as he actually cared about the latter. And normally wouldn't really mind the teasing, but his current situation had made him extremely testy.

The comments about sharks having two dicks intrigued him, but there was unfortunately no way to discreetly flip himself over and check out his new equipment, and he really didn't want Pickles and Nathan staring at his you-know-what(s). Maybe once he was in the lake he could look. He did in fact possess claspers attached to his pelvic fins, presumably redundant and non-functional since he also had internal genitalia -- and a cloaca -- as he would discover later.

A couple house elves joined his retinue, possibly summoned by a helpful sparklepire or manager, bringing with them some lanterns to help those who couldn't see well in the dark. For Skwisgaar the darkness posed no problem. His fishy body was, appropriately, suited for deep arctic waters -- and his eyes were even more sensitive to light than a cat's.

Once they reached the lake shore he let go of Toki and Pickles and had to wait for the effects of the wizarding candy to wear off before he could drag himself into the lake.

As ungainly and awkward as he'd been on land, in the water he was a study in grace. The merest flick of his tail propelled him forward with surprising strength, and he easily twisted and glided through the water, performing underwater acrobatics for his own amusement. It was like flying. He reappeared at the surface a few seconds later, wet blond hair falling in his face, already quite a ways out in the lake. His new body was fast.

He swam back down and disappeared into the depths of the lake.

A short while later he returned to the shore, covered in shallow bleeding cuts, which were already slowly healing and closing up on their own, and carrying a wriggling vendace in his mouth. He lay on his front and kept most of his body in the water, stretched out so his torso was in the wet mud, and supported himself with his elbows. "There ams mermaids downs there," he informed them after pulling the fish from his mouth, and pushed back his wet hair. "Theys real ugly. And dats huge mythologies dragon, Níðhöggr. He saids hello and ates some of thems goofballs." Little did Skwisgaar know, the dragon had interrupted the mermaids' attempts at eating him; he'd thought it had just been kinky foreplay, as their broken yellow teeth hadn't even been able to penetrate his skin, only their spear points had.

Out in the lake, a few dismembered bits of merpeople had already floated to the surface, still leaking blood. Startled, Skwisgaar glanced over his shoulder. He could feel the slightest vibration in the water, even from this distance; it was disconcerting. He returned his attention to Toki and tossed the still flopping fish toward him, watching him expectantly. The fish was rather pretty, plump and healthy; a choice meal. He was unaware of why he had such a strong desire to impress Toki and bring him gifts, only that he wanted to do so. Anyone who knew the slightest bit about animal behaviour in general might have recognised it as a courtship display, which was apparently perfectly natural occurring between two males of whatever mer-species Skwisgaar had become kind of like them kinky dolphins with their gay orgies (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZffLgEKOq58&NR).

"I even saves de best parts for yous," he said, nodding to the fish. "De eyes. Likes salty little candies, withs jelly inside." The look he gave Nathan and Pickles suggested they were likely to lose a few limbs if they tried to take the fish. They could get their own.

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The Shoggies appeared thrilled with how the party had turned out- not only had Smaug brought them a bunch of screaming sacrifices, 'Master Dagoon' had blessed the occasion by turning Skwisgaar into a Deep One, or so they thought. In reality, it was probably a case of something going wrong on the magical candy production line, and, had it happened to a wizarding child instead, there might have been some sort of wizarding recall. But, it was unlikely they'd ever find out what really happened. As they made their way to the lake, most of the Shoggies ended up squelching back to the party, realizing that Smaug's sacrifices were still there- their distraction had given several a chance to run off into the woods, but, a good half of them were just huddled up and descending further into madness as the Shoggies attempted to call their Master Cthulhoo to come get them.

The four 'eyesball throw-up children' remained with their parents, of course, continuing to enthusiastically agree with Nathan. They also added their thoughts about worms, which was that they were good to eat, and Shoggy 3 announced that it wanted a fancy imported Noregian worm, at which Toki, who already looked flustered, looked all the more distraught. "You shouldn'ts be talkings about thats in front of childrens, it's not appropriates," he tried to insist, mainly wanting to deflect the conversation from him and Skwisgaar's sex life, rather than being truly concerned about appropriate talk in front of their children. It wasn't as if he'd remembered this tactic if it wasn't personally convenient. But, his insistence lacked conviction, distracted as he quickly became by the idea that Skwisgaar might have two spiky dicks now. That would seem important to learn- it sounded pretty brutal, but, he hoped that perhaps one would be somewhat less spiky. Obviously, their sex life couldn't end just because Skwisgaar was half shark.

When they got to the lake, and Skwisgaar was no longer in danger of suffocating in the air, Toki was able to relax somewhat. He was extremely curious to find out exactly what was going on with Skwisgaar's fun bits, but, it wasn't something he felt like discovering with an audience. He stood at the edge of the lake and watched the water impatiently as Skwisgaar disappeared under it- although he knew that in his new shape Skwisgaar wasn't likely to drown, it was still a bit odd to watch someone who'd been human a few moments ago stay underwater that long. When a few bits of mermaid floated up to the surface, Toki at first thought that something happened to Skwisgaar, only able to see a vaguely humanoid outline in the dark. He'd taken a few steps into the cold water when Skwisgaar appeared not far away, bloody and carrying a fish in his mouth. He rushed over to where Skwisgaar had appeared, relieved at noting that his injuries were closing. "I didn't know that mythologies dragons lived in the lake, wish I could meets him sometime," Toki told him. "And I think that's bits of mermaids out theres." On pointing it out, the accompanying Shoggies all rushed into the lake. Soon, there were several pink eyeball-blobs floating around the lake with curious skill and a swiftly diminishing amount of merpeople bits.

Toki crouched down in the mud near Skwisgaar, and gave him a funny look when he got a fish tossed at him, which he managed to catch clumsily. He had no idea why Skwisgaar was throwing a still-wriggling fish at him, but he attempted to maintain his grip on it as Skwisgaar explained that. . .it was apparently a gift? Toki fought not to laugh, although it was his first impulse- Skwisgaar seemed quite earnest that a dead, flopping fish was a real present, and, apparently a tasty one. "Thanks you, Skwisgaar, it's a nice, brutals gift, all still floppings around likes that." He doubted it was going to flop around much longer, and, decided to let it finish before attempting to pry out fish eyes and find out if they actually did taste like candy. He didn't want Skwisgaar to think he didn't appreciate the strange gesture.

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((Haha okay, as long as you guys don't mind. They can take their food and wander back to the party when/if it looks like merman sexytimes are going to happen and they want privacy. That'll save me from having to sock Jasper/Nate/Pickles/Nidhögg all at the same time...))

Pickles had been holding onto Skwisgaar as much to keep himself upright as to help the sharky Swede, and once Skwisgaar ditched them for the lake, he wobbled around a bit before falling on his ass in the mud. It was very chilly, but strangely comfortable at the same time, and he decided to stay there. He began digging for the worms he'd promised Skwisgaar while humming to himself.

It didn't occur to either Pickles or Nathan that Toki and Skwisgaar might want some alone time to enjoy that sharky DP action, so Nathan stayed too, choosing a slightly more dry spot nearby to sit in while they waited for Skwisgaar to come back.

By the time he did, Pickles, Nathan, and the Shoggies were deep in conversation about the merits of various (literal) worms and were guessing at which non-Norwegian kinds Sharkgaar would most like. Nathan was just about to suggest asking Charles if he could order them a family-pak sized bucket of worms when Skwisgaar threw a fish at Toki.

"He brought you a present," Nathan said and laughed; he'd watched enough Animal Planet himself to guess at the significance of the gesture. "You two going to start biting each other and making shark babies now?" he teased. A now very muddy Pickles had scooted over to join them, and elbowed Nathan in the side, causing the singer to grunt. With the look Skwisgaar was giving them, Pickles wasn't sure they should be laughing about something he obviously took seriously.

Nathan caught on, and cleared his throat.

"Aww, hey, no fish fer us?" Pickles asked, affecting a pout. "It'd really hit the spot, y'know. Fish and beer. We could do a camp fire an' everything, maybe get sem marshmallows an' hot dogs..." He watched with amusement as Toki actually pried out the fish eyes to eat them. Disgusting. "'Cos, y'know, eating that raw'll probably make Toki sick. Or do ya want to lick up his vomit? That some kinda kinky shark thing too?"

Nathan really liked the idea of a cookout, and was already listing off stuff for the house-elves to fetch so they could start a fire and roast some food. He added eyeball sandwiches to the list, thinking the Shoggies might like to try them roasted.

In the lake, what appeared to be a massive rocky island covered with bits of aquatic plant life surfaced not far from where the Shoggies were feasting. A moment later a pair of lambent reptilian eyes blinked open on the island and twin geysers of water erupted on the opposite end as Nidhögg cleared his nostrils. He was otherwise silent as he curiously observed the Shoggies, and occasionally glanced toward the distant shore to watch Odin's fishy son as well. What an unusual night...

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((Pickles and Nate are hilarious <3 It's really fun having most of the band active again. And I'm not too sure Sharkgaar will even care about having an audience, unless they'd try interrupting. ;) ))

"Theys better fresh, when theys still alives," Skwisgaar said with a hint of admonishment in his tone, still avidly watching Toki with the fish, and feeling pleased when he started to dig out the eyes. He was largely ignoring Pickles and Nathan, not really even intentionally; it just seemed absurdly important to pay attention to Toki's reactions to his gift -- though he did turn to watch the Shoggies rush into the lake, perhaps out of parental concern, before returning his attention to Toki. So far, so good. He'd accepted the gift, appeared to be making at least a token effort to enjoy it, and soon...

Soon what? Something about being on land made it hard for his new instincts to guide him with the next part. He knew he'd be able to keep hold of Toki well enough, but it was hard to manoeuvre, and water was far more comfortable. Nathan's comment about biting and making shark babies suddenly made sense of his thoughts, and he snorted. If he also happened to be blushing, his dark skin hid it well. "Fucks off. Yous guys ain't gettings no free shows."

Realising Pickles was right about raw fish, he felt bad about almost accidentally making Toki ill. That hadn't been his intention at all -- he'd eaten a few fish practically whole during his dive, without even thinking about it. But he wasn't human any longer, he remembered. So he didn't argue or complain when Nathan made preparations to have a camp fire, hoping one of them knew how to properly cook fish so Toki wouldn't end up puking it all back up. Particularly since he had other plans for Toki's mouth later.

He somehow just knew from the feel of the vibrations in the water that it was Nidhögg surfacing, and didn't pay it any mind as he pulled himself closer to where Toki was crouched, leaning into his thigh with a mud-free but still wet shoulder. Toki's suit wasn't likely to survive the night, but it wasn't like he didn't have access to dozens more if he ever needed them. "You could takes off your clothes and swims with me," he said in an undertone, unconsciously sort of rubbing against Toki, the large fin on his back raising slightly as he did. It was wet enough now that it didn't tear, and had a pearly iridescent look to it in the light of the lanterns, much like the rest of his body. "Or is de waters too colds? I can'ts tell. Feels okay to me." The lake didn't exactly feel warm to him, but it also didn't feel as frigid as it might to a human. "Maybe there's a spell to makes yous warm in de water..." He wasn't just attempting to lure Toki into the water for sex, or whatever passed for sex between mer-creatures. He also thought swimming together sounded fun, and wouldn't even mind if Pickles, Nathan and the Shoggies joined them, as long as they wouldn't interfere when and if he and Toki got down to business. If two spiky dicks were going to be his only option, they'd just have to figure something else out. Tearing up Toki's insides was the last thing he wanted to do, something which even the more animalistic part of him agreed with.

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((Toki's unfortunately a bit more squeamish about an audience, haha, but, he still doesn't mind if the rest hang around. It's not like he and Sharkgaar won't have plenty of chances for sexy!times, and, it's fun to let the band pal around. XD))

"I'm not a sharks-guy too, so we can'ts have shark babies," Toki clarified for Nathan, not denying that they were probably going to do exactly what the singer suspected. There wasn't a point to it, anymore. But, just because they knew he and Skwisgaar were screwing didn't mean they got to see it. "And not goings to right nows anyway, we gots our kids here." It would have been simple enough to send the Shoggies somewhere that they couldn't see, but, the Shoggies were enjoying themselves. "And you don't gets to watch, anyways. You can finds your own sharks-guys."

Skwisgaar and Toki's Shoggies tired of eating merfolk bits a bit faster than the others, as they wanted to return to see what was happening. "Sooo yum yum, fish eyes!" Shoggy 18 told Toki as he managed to pry out the eyes of the mostly not-flopping-anymore fish. He attempted to chew them, but, wasn't nearly as impressed with raw fish eyes as Skwisgaar- still, he did his best to conceal his distaste and choked them down. "Um, yeah, them's pretty good," he told Skwisgaar. "But probably better when yous a sharks-guy." He did appreciate the thought, but, he hoped he wouldn't have to tear out too many more fish eyeballs as not to hurt Skwisgaar's feelings. "Pickles is right, should cooks the rest, because I'm nots a sharks-guy." He held onto the fish as the house elves started to prepare Nathan's spontaneous cookout.

Toki's noticed the large object surfacing in the lake, although it took him a moment to notice what it was. "Wow-wee, thats must be the mythologies dragon." As interested as he was in meeting this dragon, the lake was pretty damn cold, and, although the idea of getting naked and swimming with Skwisgaar was appealing, he wasn't sure about doing it in the lake. He supposed that he was going to have to conscript the house-elves to build Skwisgaar some sort of aquarium, for their bathtub, although large, wasn't big enough for him to actually swim around in. He watched the fin on Skwisgaar's back as he rubbed against him, and ran one of his hands along it lightly, wondering if Skwisgaar might enjoy it. With his other hand, he still squeezed the now-dead fish. "The water's kind of colds, might gets that hyposthermias. I could try to go ins for a bit, and we'll see if I dos. But we should finds you a warmer place in the castle, likes an aquarium in our room, thats I can go ins too. And I gots to learn hows to breathe unders the water, maybe I can finds some magic or potions stuff." Toki was all for trying out swimming in the lake, but still he was rather slow about taking his already wet and cold boots off. He told one of the house-elves to bring him a few beers, which he figured would turn the lake into a far more inviting place. He simply wasn't quite drunk enough to jump into a cold mountain lake naked, at least, yet.

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((Eh, Pickles and Nathan will probably wander off before Jasper comes down to the shore anyway. So Toki and Skwis could have some yay private time then.))

"How do you know shark guys can't get human guys pregnant?" Nathan asked as he swatted the house-elves away so he could finish the fire pit himself. There was a proper camp fire that helped light the area better than the lanterns, and a smaller area he'd set aside for cooking. He was using coals, for the simple fact they were best to cook on. He'd done this with his dad enough that at least any fish he cooked would be edible and unlikely to cause vomiting, not counting from overeating. "I'd rather have sex with people—" rather, just a person "—whose, uh, stuff doesn't have spikes. I mean that's brutal and all, but I'd rather not be ripped open just to get off." He paused. "Good luck with that."

Pickles busied himself with artfully arranging marshmallows and hotdogs and some of the other junk food (including Twinkies) the elves had brought, on skewers, making junk food kebabs for them all.

They both stopped what they were doing to watch Toki choking down the fish eyes, and tried not to laugh.

"I bet he wants seconds," Nathan told Skwisgaar. "Looked like he really loved them." He carefully moved to the opposite side of Toki to take his fish, not wanting to risk Skwisgaar's teeth. He laid it on some tin foil and prepared it with salt and pepper, a pat of butter, a few other spices the elves had brought, and a few drops of lemon juice from the lemon he'd sliced in half. Afterward he folded the foil over and crimped the sides, then set it on the coals to cook. It was probably close enough to trout to taste good that way, he assumed.

"Dood," Pickles said, "Skwisgaar. More fish. Please? I don't wanna have sex with ya—Toki can have all yer little shark babies he wants—just want fish. Okee? Fish. Naht bitey sex with spiky dicks. Come aaaahn... It'll take ya like twenty seconds to git more."

"Yeah, come on," Nathan joined in. "Fish. Look, I'm even cooking Toki's for him. At least I should get some fish out of it."

Pickles threw a marshmallow at him. "I'm the one doing the kebahbs. I should git some fish too."

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[[hopping in for a bit, been busy with other threads]]

Of course Ofdensen had gone down with them to see Fishgaar adapt to swimming in a lake with a tail, and to make sure nothing bad happened.

And okay, he might've gotten a bit distracted by Nidhogg, cause, come on, DRAGON!

And also okay, he might be getting a little drunk, not sloppy drunk, just enough to affect judgement a bit.

Ofdensen squirmed a bit when Toki ate the eyeballs. Seemed a bit too much like anatomy class for his tastes.

When Nathan and Pickles asked Skwisgaar for more fish, Ofdensen considered an idea he had, then stood up.

"Hm. Accio fish?"

And one of them smacked him right on the face, knocking him over.

"Ow. Note to self, don't try spells when you've been drinking."

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"Alls you guys thinks about ams me and Tokis having sex and having babies. Dats pretty weirds if you asks me."

Skwisgaar was satisfied that Toki had gone ahead and eaten the fish eyes raw anyway, and wasn't even all that disappointed by Toki not seeming to enjoy them very much. That just left more fish eyes for Skwisgaar and their Shoggies in the future, if he was going to be stuck in this form for a while. He seemed to have a much higher metabolism as a mer-creature, as he was already starting to feel hungry again. The strangely delicious smells that seemed to linger around Toki, Pickles, Nathan and Ofdensen weren't helping matters any.

"Ja, you cooks de rest befores you eats it. I don'ts wants you to gets a case of de stomachs throw up," he said to Toki. "I could gets yous more if you likes it..." He arched his back against Toki's hand, his large back fin retracting to accommodate the petting as he made the low humming sound again, something almost like a purr. On land it was more of a vibration that could be easily felt in his throat and chest, and only in the water would it become a proper sound. "Dats de dragon," he affirmed without looking back at the lake, and wrinkled his nose at the mention of finding him an aquarium, but only because of Nathan's earlier suggestions. While he did love all the attention, he definitely did not want to become some kind of sideshow attraction. If it was only going to be Toki and their Shoggies who would see him living in the aquarium, he could deal with it. And it would be nice to have some privacy.

"How long do yous thinks de aquarium will takes? I don'ts want to sleeps alone in de lake or baths." Assuming he needed sleep -- sharks didn't sleep quite like humans to begin with, and he had yet to feel tired, just hungry. But even hanging out in an oversized fish tank while Toki slept nearby in their bed was better than the alternatives. He rearranged himself and rolled onto his back, leaning his head against Toki's thigh, and raised his tail in a gesture very reminiscent of flipping the bird -- directed at Pickles and Nathan, of course. "I goes gets de crybabies somes fish now," he said, speaking louder. Fish he'd pee on first, if he could figure out his new anatomy. He started laughing when Ofdensen got knocked over by the flying fish. "Unless theys knocks themselves outs first. Mores fish for me, then." With that, he flipped back over and pulled himself into the lake.

It took a bit longer than 20 seconds or an Accio spell, though Skwisgaar was a fast fisherman, and thanks to Nidhögg no longer had to deal with cranky merpeople jabbing at him with spears for hunting in their territory. He returned within a few minutes carrying a couple flopping fish in his mouth, with several more impaled on his talons, and lobbed them one by one at Nathan before stretching back out by Toki. "Where ams Murderface? He would loves de hots dogs," he said, smirking.

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"I knows shark guys can't knocks up a human guy because I's watched the Animals Planet, and mammals can'ts have babies with fish. I'd haves to be a fish-guy too, then I guess we coulds have them likes the seahorses. They's kind of like fish," Toki told Nathan. He was obviously pretty clueless about fish reproduction, or, he might have realized that his ideas about both seahorses and fish were way off. He'd have argued his opinion further, but, Nathan returning the subject of spiked cocks derailed his train of thought. He was growing incredibly curious about Skwisgaar's new anatomy, and fervently hoped that Skwisgaar still possessed some piece of anatomy that he could use to fuck him without shredding his insides- at least he potentially had a couple of chances. That could prove interesting too. . .

While Toki busied himself with drinking a beer and thoughts of what he could do to Skwisgaar's theoretical pair of cocks, the Shoggies were swarming around the campfire. Everything about the spontaneous cookout was of course "sooo cool!", and Pickles became an object of awe as he went about constructing the junk food kebabs. Toki was grateful when Nathan took his fish away to be cooked- its empty eye-sockets kept making him feel rather guilty about yanking them out before he was absolutely certain it was dead, and, cooking it was sure to solve that little issue. And what he could smell as it started to cook actually smelled pretty damn good- Nathan apparently knew what he was doing.

Toki was a bit annoyed that everyone else had to start clamoring for Skwisgaar to bring them fish, which meant that Skwisgaar was bound to go for another dive- he'd been enjoying what relatively innocent explorations of Skwisgaar's altered form he could manage given the company. He was fascinated with Skwisgaar's back fin, and its responses to his touch, and had fully confirmed that the sandpapery feel of his skin was only in one direction. As long as Toki stroked down his back, he was smooth, although it wasn't the smoothness of human skin. "I don't knows, and aquarium's harder thans a ball pit, I bets. Maybe a couple days? We can try and finds out if there's a nice pool somewhere ins the castle you cans use, while they works on it?" Toki didn't want Skwisgaar sleeping alone in the lake either- he wanted him as near as possible, and if that meant sleeping next to him in an aquarium, so be it. "I just don't wants you to stay in the lake alls the time, and then I'd haves to sleep out here ins the mud." He squeezed Skwisgaar's shoulder as he announced his intent to go fishing for Nathan and Skwisgaar, and was then choked by a laughing fit as Ofdensen got himself smacked with a fish.

Toki resumed petting Skwisgaar when he returned, and then noticed what the 'eyesball throw-up children' were doing. Although a few Shoggies were still out in the lake, scouring it for every last bit of merperson while a couple stared in awe at Nidhögg, most were now back on shore. A few were still hypnotized by the junk food kebabs, but, the others had crowded around Shoggies 3, 4.6, 10, and 18, who were at the side of the lake, and holding their wands in their pseudopods. "Master Uncle Charles-Butler gots the fish with his wand, we cans get them too! Just say likes he did!" Shoggy 18 announced to the Shoggies who hadn't caught on yet, and several more manifested wands from whatever questionable place they were carrying them. The first few piping calls of "Accio Fish!" from the Shoggies didn't manifest anything, but, after a minute, Shoggy 3 had a success, and a fish came flying out of the lake. The inevitable chorus of "Sooo cool!" sounded from the other Shoggies, who increased their efforts. Several minutes later, there was a near-constant stream of fish flying out of the lake towards the Shoggies, usually intercepted by one's mouth. Toki looked on with distinct paternal pride, telling Skwisgaar, "We got smart childrens. They's getting pretty good at that." A few of the fish went wildly off target, and Toki had to dodge a couple to keep from getting smacked like Ofdensen, but all in all, they were doing quite well for idiot amorphous horrors. "I don't know wheres Murderface is. He'd be so prouds of his nephews."

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"Skwisgaar looks half human...ish... to me. Maybe he is still a mammal," Nathan pointed out, mainly because he enjoyed watching Toki and Skwisgaar squirm. "A mammal that just has two spiky dicks. Heh."

"We'll throw ya a baby shower when ya start gettin' fat," Pickles said with a grin, and guffawed when Ofdensen managed to knock himself over summoning a fish. "Why did'n I think of that?" He topped each kebab with an eyeball sandwich then pulled out his wand—and who knows where he'd been keeping it—to try Accio'ing fish too, with the same results as their manager. Only more muddy.

Nathan couldn't help laughing as well, but he also went over to help Ofdensen up. "You okay? Just leave the fishing to Sharky over there. Before you hurt yourself." He handed Ofdensen a beer, since that always made him feel better, and went back to turn the fish that was cooking. He wasn't prepared for when Skwisgaar started throwing still-flopping fish at him, but did his best to attempt catching the slippery things, of course failed, and spent several minutes collecting them all with one of the skewers.

As Nathan began preparing and cooking the rest of the fish, Pickles eventually gave up summoning more and watched the Shoggies instead. "They're pretty good at theat," he said, scooting closer to the camp fire for warmth and wiping off some of the mud. A second later he was laid flat by one of the Shoggies' stray fish, nearly landing right in Skwisgaar's arms. He blinked up at the two Scandinavians, and for the first time noticed the way Toki was petting Skwisgaar. "So Skwisgaar's kinda yer pet now, huh?" he asked, before wisely scrambling away. He'd seen enough shark bites to know he didn't ever want one.

"Yeeeah, heh, hot dogs. It's always mouths and penises with that guy," Pickles said about Murderface. Clearly Hogwarts hadn't 'turned' any of them gay, they'd all been pretty gay to begin with as far as he was concerned. Reminded of the kebabs, he handed them out, keeping aside a few for the Shoggies that were busy summoning seafood. "Wonder what theat guy'll eat when he runs outta mermaids and can't find any fish?" He gestured toward Nidhögg in the lake with his flaming kebab. He'd jabbed it too far into the camp fire.

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oh like Pickles isn't bi, he was in an 80's band!

"I doubt that'd happen for two reasons, a) my guess is since a merperson's..." he coughed in awkwardness, "reproductive organs would be fish like, it'd be more likely eggs would be produced. And b) this is Hogwarts. It'd probably last until the end of the day, tops. Thank you," he said, accepting Nathan's help and beer.

When the Shoggies started to summon bigger fish, Ofdensen couldn't help facepalming. "Great. I taught the Shoggies a new trick. They will be doing that for a few hours now."

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"Pfffft. No one's hasing no stupid babies. Especially nots likes de seahorses, since then I woulds be de one whats gets fat and gross and has to shits out de babies," Skwisgaar said with a snort, naturally assuming he'd have the male's role in their fishy relationship. "No thank yous. Unless we can eats de eggs, mights be good."

Though, little human/mer-creature babies with fu manchu-like catfish whiskers would be pretty cute. Cute enough to eat.

Just like the changed texture of his skin, being touched felt different too. He was more aware of Toki's body heat, even in the tips of his fingers, as Toki petted him. Being touched in his present form was no less pleasurable than it had been as a human, and he soon stretched out his arms in front of him, leaning his head against one, and had an unfocused look as he simply enjoyed the physical contact. Toki's curiosity wasn't the only thing that was growing, judging by what he could feel happening down below. He had the distinct impression of something sliding out of his body from somewhere within the vicinity of where his genitals would be as a human, and the chilly mud he was lying in didn't seem to affect it any. Actually it kind of felt... good, against -- oh. Well. Perhaps that was one mystery solved. He was suddenly glad that he was lying on his stomach.

He wasn't paying much mind to anything going on around him, and as a result got smacked by one of the Shoggies' flying fish before he could even react. The nictitating membranes that had been covering his eyes and dimming their luminescence retracted when he blinked, and he was able to easily catch the next Accio'd fish that flew his way, then ate it in a few bites, bones and all. "Ja, theys pretty smarts littles goofballs," he agreed with Toki, just as Pickles was sent sprawling and landed in his arms. There was a definite urge to bite the rather delectable looking fleshy parts of the drummer's face, but Pickles luckily moved before he could contemplate that line of thought further. Being handed a kebab was also a good distraction.

Skwisgaar involuntarily shuddered when he pulled himself closer to the fire, as the mud offered a strangely pleasant mixture of friction and suction against his... underside. He gave Toki a curious look but said nothing as he held his kebab above the fire. Raw fish still sounded better to him, but he didn't want to be left out. "Maybe Níðhöggr would goes into de castle and starts eating everyone likes sardines ins de cans," he said with interest. "Dats would be really funny. I tells it to hims later. He does eats dead peoples too, and de worlds tree, downs in de roots."

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"Nathan and Pickles must wants to have babies, maybe thats why they talks about us havings them so much," Toki told Skwisgaar, although pitched so that their aforementioned bandmates could easily hear. "We already gots kids besides, and don't needs for eithers of us to be shittings out anymores of them, or shittings out eggs or anythings else. If you goes making eggs, we'll haves to just eats them, or haves the Shoggies do its." Without telling them that they were eating potential brothers and sisters, of course. Because telling them would have been cruel. Luckily, it was a matter they were extremely unlikely to have to sorry about. Two spiked cocks, on the other hand, was a much more pressing and applicable concern.

Toki was laughing so hard when Pickles was smacked with a fish and fell on Skwisgaar that he almost didn't register his comment. It took him a moment before he could stop laughing long enough to tell him, "He's not my pets, he's still Skwisgaar! He's nots a dolphins or anything, he's stills a person! A person whats a fish!" Toki had noted that Skwisgaar seemed displeased with Nathan's 'Flipper' comments, and that he'd seemed to have slight reservations about an 'aquarium', at least when put in such terms. So, Toki had to come to his defense, in the overly-earnest way he tended towards.

His eyes followed Pickle's fiery kebab toward the lake, where Nidhögg was still surfaced, and started in on a fresh beer. Just a couple more, and, he figured he'd forget about the temperature. Despite the fact that Nidhögg had apparently eaten a bunch of half-humanoids, Toki rather wanted to try and say hello, presuming that since Skwisgaar seemed to know him, the dragon wouldn't think of him as lunch. Toki contemplated his kebab, and suggested, "Maybe the dragon'll just haves the house-elves brings him stuff. Or just eats the house-elves. But, he wouldn'ts be much of a pal if he ate everyones in the castle. Just the ones what suck." Toki had made a few friends apart from Dethklok, but other than them, he didn't care much who Nidhögg ate.

As Skwisgaar was lying on his stomach in the mud, Toki didn't realize that finding out the answer to this question might have been a relatively simple matter of flipping Skwisgaar over. He'd shifted from exploring Skwisgaar new skin and back fin to the fins along his head, and then pulled his wet hair back to very lightly stroke his gills, watching for any signs of discomfort. As, it did seem as if it might be uncomfortable to have fluttering slashes in one's neck. He was distracted from this by being smacked with a flying trout, which landed in the mud beside him, still flopping around. He picked it up and offered it to Skwisgaar, supposing that at the moment, it was like giving him candy or something. Candy for shark-guys. The fish shower was slowing down, however, as Shoggies had a rather short attention span, and, there were junk food kebabs to be devoured. They would, however, remember their new fish summoning skill, and it would indeed take a couple hours for them to tire of it for the night.

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Pickles also apparently often suffers from whiskeydick—something which his mun wishes more RPers embraced for the lulz and, y'know, realism—and is probably too high most the time to care who he's getting laid by, if he can even manage to get it up in the first place.

Perhaps there could be a bad-sex band threesome one day.

Pickles just grinned dopily and laughed at Toki's suggestion that he wanted kids—hell, he'd done so many hard drugs for most his life he had to be sterile by now—and raised his beer in a toast. "Naw, chief. Never wanted kids. Annoying little screaming, puking shit factories," he said, laughing harder. "Kinda like musicians! Gahd, who'd wanna raise mini-us-es?" Besides Ofdensen, of course, considering he was already their babysitter. "But if you an' Skwisgaar are gonna go make some caviar, ya gahtta share, doods."

Nathan scowled at what Toki said, but after a moment looked strangely thoughtful as he checked on the cooking fish and turned a few on the coals. Kids just seemed like way too much work, then they grew up to hate you anyway. Which was of course brutal, but what was the point? Maybe Skwisgaar and Toki had the right idea, when they'd adopted the Shoggies.

"I still think we should do the tour thing, with the fish tank on stage," Nathan said without looking away from the cooking fish. Toki's looked just right by then, so he pulled it off the coals and tossed it to him, the foil wrap preventing it from spilling. "And a shark-guy would be a brutal pet..."

"Jest needs a collar an' leash," Pickles helpfully suggested, snickering. "Dood, pritty much all the people here suck and should git eaten. 'Cept for us." He waved his kebab around until the flames had mostly gone out, and slid several of the items together before taking a bite. Yum, marshmallow-covered-hotdog-eyeball sandwich. "Though," he said as he looked around at the others, "you guys probably do all suck... a laht..." He mimed giving a blowjob (rather accurately) and started laughing again.

Nathan just rolled his eyes. Once the rest of the fish looked done, he passed each person and Shoggy one, then grabbed a few more beers and went to sit by Ofdensen, holding his kebab above the fire. He raised an eyebrow at how Toki and Skwisgaar were acting, but didn't say anything. At least they weren't humping each other in front of everyone. Yet.

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well, the mun did once upon a time think Ofdensen had a crush on Pickles during the SnB days...

He snorted. "Groupies. Except they just want to say they're raising 'fill-in-the-blank's' child, not because they actually give a damn about him. Thank god for paternity waivers." He finished off his beer and opened another one, snuggling into Nathan a bit, chewing on fish.

"You know, I think I would actually enjoy watching Nidhogg eating people," he said idly, looking out toward the lake.

"Honestly, the only problem I see with your ideas is we don't know how long this lasts. As much publicity as we'd get for this, it'd be...inconvenient if he changed back to normal mid-concert."

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Who didn't have a crush on Pickles during his SnB days?

Skwisgaar was still annoyed that half the band seemed set on keeping him as a pet sideshow act, but was glad Toki at least realised he was still himself, just part fish now. If anyone wanted to treat him like a dumb animal, he could certainly start acting the part and drum up business for the Hospital Wing. "Mine caviar woulds be too expensives for yous," he said dismissively. "It would be a millions billions dollars for ones spoonsful, because it ams de most metals caviar ever. Bets de dumb dildos fans would buys it. Then wes could switch it fors de cheap shit and theys wouldn't even knows de difference."

He almost wouldn't mind the whole shitting out eggs part if he could actually profit from it like that, and then get to cannibalise his own spawn. Good song inspiration.

"Yous just don'ts want him to eats your Elfy guy all up," he teased Toki. Or Sunflora, presumably, whose art was still hanging on their bedroom wall. There were a few people and one person-country Skwisgaar might also be sorry to see eaten, but he didn't feel like pointing that out.

Breathing remained an automatic reflex for him, so he wasn't aware of his gills until he felt Toki touching them. His gill slits were delicate in comparison with the rest of his skin, and highly sensitive, he found out -- it was almost unpleasant at first and he instinctively wanted to pull away, and had it been anyone but Toki they would have already lost their hand, but as he began to get used to the almost ticklish sensation, he really liked it. Really liked it. Still lying on his stomach and taking care not to expose his underside, he curled his lower body and tail around Toki (unwittingly providing him a seat, if he didn't mind his pants getting wet), falling into another of those unfocused stupors as he was touched.

Maybe gill-play was mer-creature... foreplay.

It took him a few seconds to notice the trout being offered to him, and when he did, he carefully ate it from Toki's hand, and returned Nathan's raised eyebrow with one of his own as Ofdensen snuggled up with the singer. The cooked fish didn't smell nearly as appetising as the trout he'd just had, but he peeled back the foil and nibbled at it anyway. Deciding it wasn't all that bad, he finished it in a few bites and then started on his junk food kebab, offering most of the sugary items to the Shoggies. The toasted eyeball sandwich was better than he'd thought it would be, but half was enough for him, so the rest also went to the Shoggies. "Yous goofballs are betters than a garbage disposals thing," he told them, clearly proud of this fact. "Have yous ever swims drunk before?" he asked Toki, noting how much he was drinking. "Since I breathes waters now, if yous pukes in de lakes, I breathes your puke. Maybe yous tries not to puke, ja?"

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"We's not gonna make any caviar-fish-babies," Toki insisted, although he too thought it would be rather brutal to cannibalize their own young. And they would pretty much have to, if Skwisgaar suddenly laid several hundred eggs. There was no way in hell they were raising several hundred mer-human hybrid things. "But if we dids, Skwigaar's right, and it would be way too expensives for anyones cause it woulds be the most metal and bests ever. And we don't know if Skwisgaar's the types of fish that makes it yet anyway." He had a feeling that if shark caviar existed, it would be a product he'd be aware of, being a pretty brutal sounding luxury.

Toki caught the foil-wrapped fish Nathan caught him, flashing him a grin that turned into a somewhat cranky look as he mentioned Skwisgaar as a pet again. Pickles earned another look from Toki a moment later, when he mentioned putting a collar and leash on him. If anyone was going to put such things on Skwisgaar, it was him who got to! "He's nots your fish-guy, you don't gets to put any collars and leashes ons him! Skwisgaar's mys fish-guy what's still people," Toki insisted, a bit drunkenly. The beers he'd been drinking were starting to catch up with him, and, he thought he was getting pretty close to being able to ignore the lake. That he might not feel cold didn't guarantee a lack of hypothermia, but, he was also getting a bit too plastered to worry about that, too. He was also getting to the point of inebriated where he failed to be embarrassed at Pickles' teasing, and gave him a goofy grin as he told him, "We sucks real good, and, you don'ts get to find out!"

"But I don't wants the dragon to eats the nice Elfy guy, he's our friend! Ands there's Sunflora, mys flower friend, ands my dinosaur friend, and there's Yoda whats I told you about, he's nice too. Ands there's your countries friend, ands the pervert guns-teacher ands his cannibal vampire husband, and there's the clowns-teacher withs the potions class, ands there's lots of Shoggies that don't lives with us, and I wouldn'ts want them eaten eithers." Although Toki had his episodes of ultraviolence, his overall brutality level was often questionable, and this was one of those moments. Toki didn't mind random atrocities afflicting a bunch of people he didn't know, but once he knew people and didn't think they were 'dildos', it was different. "Buts the dragon can eats the rest of them," he made sure to add, not wanting Skwisgaar and the rest to find his attitude about Nidhögg going on a school-eating rampage to be entirely not-metal.

Toki made sure to wipe the traces of fish guts off his hand before opening his own foil-wrapped fish. He looked over to Nathan briefly, telling him, "Thanks you fors the cooking!" and then giving him a rather funny look, as he'd noted their 'butler' snuggling up to him. He snuggled into Skwisgaar's curled tail, not minding the damp that soaked through his suit, which was definitely ruined by now anyway. It appeared he'd have to get used to the wet, anyway, for however long Skwisgaar's transformation lasted. He decided that the cooked fish was actually pretty damn good, and finished it off before turning his attention to the junk food kebab. He ended up passing about half of it to the Shoggies, since it was awfully hard to resist their hopeful, staring eyes. "They's the best children," Toki agreed with Skwsigaar, contemplating whether he'd ever swam drunk. "Probablies? When we wents on vacations to the beach, I did it lots I think." It seemed logical- they'd been at the beach, he'd been drunk, and there was water. "And I'm not so drunks I'm goings to puke, just not goings to freeze. And even if I do pukes in the lake, you's been breathing alls the fish pee ins it already." Tossing aside his empty kebab he returned to lightly stroking Skwisgaar's gills, having quite enjoyed his reaction to it.

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"I'll drink to theat," Pickles said in response to Ofdensen's comment about paternity waivers, raising his beer in a toast again, then finished it off and reached for another. "Sem sharks have eggs," he said as he picked fish bones out of his teeth. "Sem crap 'em out live. Oh, there's these real awesome sharks with babies theat eat each other in the womb. Heh. With all theat talk about eating yer own kids, maybe Skwisgaar's one'a them guys."

This of course interested Nathan, who pulled out his voice recorder and muttered something about cannibal shark-guys into it, a song idea he'd flesh out later. Murmaider III, maybe. "I wonder if it hurts," he said afterward. "Like... a really bad stomach ache. To feel that. Baby sharks eating each other in your gut." He had a slightly goofy, drunken expression as he patted Ofdensen's stomach.

Pickles, who had more alcohol than blood in him by that point, just cracked up at Toki's indignation, only laughing harder at him cheerfully admitting to sucking dick. "Don't worry, he's all yers to do theat kinky shark bondage with. You'll probably need stitches if ya try to suck spiky dicks, y'know."

As Toki proceeded to list half the school as apparently not sucking, Pickles continued to look amused, while Nathan looked exasperated about Toki's utter non-brutality. He grunted and downed the rest of his beer. "Well, the dinosaur is pretty cool," Nathan reluctantly admitted. "And the Shoggies, but I doubt being eaten by a dragon would hurt them anyway. But who gives a shit about the jackoff professors and their gay husbands? That's... really not metal." He smirked. "Would've been funny if Smaug had eaten them. Too bad he didn't."

"I woulda liked to see it," Pickles said and sighed, not elaborating on why he'd disappeared for so many months before mysteriously reappearing just before they'd returned home. He was quickly distracted by all the cuddling going on around him, decided he needed in on it, and drunkenly cuddled up next to Toki on the side opposite Skwisgaar's bitey end, and thus finally realised what the Scandinavians had been discussing between themselves.

"Whaaat? Yer goin' swimming in the lake?" Pickles asked. "You'll freeze yer balls off, dood. There's probably ice in there. Fine fer shark doods, not so great fer the resta us."

"Toki's trying to drown himself?" Nathan asked, taking a sudden interest in their conversation. "Brutal." He thought it over, and after a moment decided, "But, uh, don't. Do it. Bad for the band. Can't you get a kiddie pool or something?"

"There's this one room in the castle theat'll give ya whatever ya want," Pickles added, "just gahtta make sure no one else is usin' it and kick 'em out if they are." Thus probably explaining the mystery of where he'd been for months.

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Toki. He was probably just a kid.

"No swimming drunk," Ofdensen vetoed that right out. "None of us is sober enough to revive you if you drown accidentally. Well, you are," he gestured to Skwisgaar with a kebab, "but can you even do that right now? You have gills."

He rolled his eyes at Toki's declaration that they suck good. He didn't care that they were sleeping with each other, but he did not want to know the details of their sex lives.

Ofdensen pulled away slightly as Nathan patted his stomach. "Nein. No shark babies cannabalizing. Too much like that one movie. That movie was creepy." He shuddered, remembering it.

He looked back out over the lake, a speculating look in his eyes. "I wonder...if Smaug and Nidhogg fought, who'd win?"

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Someone mentioned baby Toki? (http://pics.livejournal.com/best_guitarist/pic/00092859)

"I'ms not even a ladys shark," Skwisgaar insisted irritably. And he apparently had no less than three "dicks" (one actual dick and two claspers, assuming they even functioned) to prove it, not that he intended to unless he and Toki could ever work out a way to have sex. It wasn't looking very promising, but on the upside, as Ofdensen had pointed out, maybe his transformation wouldn't last very long. "Maybe we plays with collars and leashes later, eh?" he said to Toki with a smirk, no longer trying to keep his voice down. He had an expression somewhere between Nathan's and Pickles' as Toki listed all the people he didn't want to see eaten and Toki even forgot about his giant literally-metal horse friend, Francium, and he thought it was a good time to drop the subject before Toki could embarrass himself further.

"Ja, well, de fishes wes all ate was fulls of fish piss and shit anysway I bet. Fish piss ams natural in de waters," he reasoned, moving to lay his head in Toki's lap. "Throws up full of hotdogs and candies ain't." The petting was slowly putting him to sleep, and if not for their conversation he probably would have been. He jerked back to full alertness when he felt Pickles making himself at home next to Toki and against his tail. Grumbling, he raised the very end of his tail and gave the drummer a shove, trying to push him away without actually hurting him -- Skwisgaar was a bit more aware of his own strength now.

He would have assumed the room was a drug-induced hallucination of Pickles' if not for the posters he'd noticed around the school, advertising such and such event held in the Room of Requirement. Which he'd then checked out himself, and had found it to be a fully furnished studio, and another time the interior had appeared to be a retirement home, but sadly lacking GMILFs. He was sure he'd mentioned it to Nathan at some point.

"I'm nots going to lives in no dildos room de whole school uses," he said with a sneer. "I'm nots a circus things for people to stares at. I wants to stays in my room. And I wouldn't lets Toki drowns." The sneer dissolved into a resigned expression as he looked up at Toki, remembering how much he'd shivered just from their brief snow war last year. "Maybe they's right," he said quietly to Toki, realising it was probably selfish to expect him to enjoy the icy lake when he wasn't also a shark-guy. "You mights get sick if yous stays in too long, then wes wouldn't be ables to do anythings for a while anysway. But I need to goes back soon before I dries out again." Lying next to a fire unfortunately shortened the amount of time he could spend on land.

"Níðhöggr ams a millions billions feets long withs de acid breath," he said, following Ofdensen's look toward the lake. "Smaug breathes fires and flies reallys fast. Why woulds they fight? They should pals around. Ams de huge eagle ats de top of Yggdrasil dat Níðhöggr don'ts like." Just like the Great Eagles of Arda fought against the Dragons, because Tolkien was such a Norse geek.

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((Sorry to be kind of slow on the reply- I wanted to get a mention of Cthulhoo's unpopping into it, and, so had to get his post all together. After Smaug brought the Muggles, I had to do it.))

"No one's havings any cannibals shark babies!" Toki wailed insistently, given that Skwisgaar always seemed to think that he was the one who was probably going to get knocked up. And, getting knocked up with things that were liable to cannibalize each other meant they would possibly cannibalize him too. This would be brutal, of course, but, it did sound painful. He glared at everyone except for Skwisgaar, even though he was the one most likely to inflict this undesirable fate on him. On the off chance it did happen, he supposed it would be a simple enough matter to cause an alcohol-induced abortion.

"But nots in the lake," he told Skwisgaar regarding the collars and leashes- he obviously wasn't adverse to the idea, since it was Skwisgaar's. "If we plays with collars and leashes in the lake, mights get tangled on somesthings and then I'd drown. And thats would be kind of brutal, drowning during sharks sex, but then we couldn't haves anymore." Toki was pretty inebriated by this point, and making no effort to keep his voice down. Although Ofdensen had said no swimming in the lake, Toki was of course ignoring this sensible advice, and still intended to take a dip. It was the only way he was going to get Skwisgaar to himself for a while to find out just how spiky his dick was now.

"But I want to go swimmings, it sounds fun. And then I coulds meet your dragon friend. Does he fly likes Smaug, or does he just stay ins the lake all the time?" Having ridden one dragon, Toki seemed to presumed that he could just hop on any dragon he happened to meet and go for a ride. At least, any dragon that he knew, and Skwisgaar knew him. He'd hung around for long enough now that Toki would end up adding Nidhögg to his list of friends. Had Toki been more sober, he'd have remembered the metal horse and probably a few others he considered friends. He'd also noticed the looks he'd gotten listing them, and remembered that his bandmates tended to disapprove of this very not-metal tendency of his to try and make friends. "And yeah, they shouldn't fights each others. They should go and do dragon-stuffs together, and they should takes us along!"

Toki had been playing with Skwisgaar's hair while it was in his lap, putting it in several rather lopsided braids, when the Shoggies around the campfire gave an abrupt, simultaneous exclamation of "Sooo cool!" and shot off towards the tower where they'd left the rest of the party, including the Muggles. Something very strange was happening (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1916545.html#cutid1) was happening in that direction- indeed, what Ofdensen had been dreading. Only not accidentally. And it wasn't Dethklok. An indescribably huge, greenish, squid-headed, vaguely humanoid yet draconic creature with small vestigal wings had appeared. There was a considerably louder wailing from the distant Muggles, and a bellowing voice, which definitely said 'yum yum', amongst other things. And then, as abruptly as it had appeared, with a horrible sense of dimensional twisting and a smoky-looking cloud, the creature vanished. It was definitely the same creature that had appeared on the Shoggies' party fliers, as well as in their party decor. "Thats was the Shoggies' Great Master Guy, that they hads the party for! They put him ons the fliers, and ons the Dethtub!" Toki exclaimed, a very inappropriate reaction to having seen an unfathomably huge, mind-rending horror of unspeakable dimensions, to which weird archaic words like 'squamous' applied. After summoning a lake troll on accident and living at Hogwarts with Shoggy children, these things weren't that shocking, and Toki thought it was pretty damn cool that the Shoggies' god had actually made an appearance.

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((That was hilarious. I definitely prefer the Cthulhoo version, since he's so cracky and goofy. And baby Precious Moments Toki is the cutest thing I've ever seen. XD Nathan, Pickles, and Ofdensen probably need excuses to leave soon so the plot can get moving and because socking is tiring and Jasper still has to make an appearance, but with it being likely Toki'll get hypothermia considering he's drunk... I can't see them leaving him. Suggestions? Just leave him anyway? :p))

Nathan pouted when Ofdensen pulled away, and stopped patting his stomach. "You don't want to have my shark assbabies?" A term he'd picked up from Skwisgaar and Toki, of course. "What about some alligator assbabies? At least they'd be in eggs," he said teasingly, wrapping an arm around Ofdensen's waist to pull him closer, then started nuzzling at the side of his face. He was just drunk enough not to care who they inflicted their PDA on—and besides, Skwisgaar was practically blowing Toki over there. They could deal.

"You're definitely too drunk for work later," Nathan murmured hopefully, and he enjoyed thinking that he'd been terribly subtle and clever with the way he'd made sure to provide Ofdensen with a steady supply of beer all evening.

Skwisgaar's shove succeeded in pushing Pickles away—and he wound up sprawled dangerously close to the fire. He swore as he accidentally put his hand on a hot coal while trying to stand up, and once he was on his feet he flailed his burnt hand around, almost tripping right into the fire. This gave him the perfect view of Cthulhoo when he appeared. "Doods! Lookit theat! S'like a green lake troll," he exclaimed as he continued flailing around drunkenly. "We should go say hiiii!" The bellowed 'yum yum' had him cackling with glee, and he was likewise apparently immune to the lunacy he should have been afflicted with upon seeing Cthulhoo.

Nathan, who was still mostly distracted by Ofdensen, was rather more desensitised to the daily weirdness of Hogwarts and couldn't muster much more than a raised eyebrow as he watched the massive squid-guy because Nathan's utter non-reaction to horrifying things is one of his mun's favourite things about him. "Huh," he said after Cthulhoo vanished. "Guess that means the Shoggies' party was a success."

Pickles had taken off back to the main party to see Cthulhoo up close, but was unfortunately too late, and eventually came trudging back to the camp fire. "Jest missed him," he lamented. "Aw weell." He grabbed another beer and managed to drink most of it while simultaneously stripping, then whooped as he splashed out into the freezing lake, having evidently forgotten his own warnings to Toki and Ofdensen telling them no swimming drunk.

With Nidhögg giving even the monstrous Cthulhoo a run for his money in the size department, and theoretically being unable to die—he was destined to be among the few survivors of Ragnarök—very few were likely to fare well in a confrontation with him. But, he thankfully wasn't in the habit of going on homicidal rampages, and corpses were his preferred diet. Mostly he was content drifting through the lake and keeping an eye on the handful of beings at Hogwarts he'd taken an interest in, while contemplating how best to use Elric, who still owed him for that Infant Sun business.

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[[Toki might just have to be dragged away. Or maybe they rush Skwisgaar to the Room of Requirement, which is currently a swimming pool?]]

"I'm too busy to have shark-babies," was all the manager murmured. "And I'm not drunk enough for play." Any other response was cut off when the Great Old One made his entrance.

No, Ofdensen expected Cthulhoo. That's why the party existed, after all. He's only making sure no one else gets summoned.

He did blink when Cthulhoo arose and ate the Muggles. "Did...did he say 'yum yum'?"

It figures that that would be the only thing that surprised him.