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The great outlook or: Nr 200

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“Felarya … yes you know this world very well my friend. You’ve seen this world day for day and maybe you’re also an inhabitant of it. Many times you’ve seen the most obscure, crazy and funny moments … but today my friend I’ll give you the chance to see this world from one special point … from an all seeing point … sit back and relax …” and so everything started.

Felarya was lying in front of the visitor and it was a day like many other days, but this time everything was a little different. This time the visitor couldn’t see only one part of the happening on Felarya, no; he was able to see a bigger part of everything and this is what the visitor could see;

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The great mysterious temple was lying in the central place of a small isle that was surrounded by water. The entry was almost empty; just one person was standing at the entry and was walking toward the long bridge made of stone which lead away from the isle. The young man wore a robe and as he walked toward the bridge he could hear something, a gurgling noise from the water beneath him. He stopped before his feet began to touch the stone and a grim came at his face.

“Damn Anko! Go away! I just want to leave this damn isle!” Sanix shouted angry and stared down to the creature that broke through the surface of the water. It was a mermaid, bigger than many others he had ever seen and a evil grin appeared on her face.

“Awwww, you can leave the isle … down from the isle directly in my stomach … I know you want it, you also wanted it the last two times but you were just shy … come on!” and with these words she opened her mouth and presented her long tongue, the rose inside of her mouth to him and then smiled.

“Forget it Anko, you’re just angry that you were able to catch me the last times! Just accept the fact that I’m always faster than you are!” Sanix replied annoyed.

He didn’t move away because he knew that he stood too high for Anko, even her long tongue couldn’t reach him from this position, but if he would enter the bridge everything would change.  He sighed an looked around … there was no other choice than waiting … damn he hated this mermaid!

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The visitor watched Sanix for a while but the young mage was just sitting around and so he decided to look into another direction …

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Trisha was walking into the direction of Negav. The big city wasn’t her favorite place but she wanted to visit this place long time ago and today she had enough free time besides her training, a good day to visit a place that she didn’t want to enter. In the far she could see the city and a small sigh came over her lips before she began to raise her speed, she just wanted to find the guy she was looking for and then she would leave this place. She nodded to underline her decision but as she took another wide step she blinked, her foot began to step at the ground but then it suddenly drew back and with a surprised scream on her lips she felt into a whole.

The impact was hard and her legs hurt, with an angry expression she was looking up. Why the hell somebody would dig a whole directly into the road? A grim began to appear at her face and she tried to climb up but the whole was too deep, whoever made this trap, it wasn’t a human. The whole was too deep and while she tried to think about a good spell to escape from her new prison, she heard movements from outside, but these weren’t steps … something was … sliding into her direction, not a good sign.
Just a few moments later a head was appearing over the whole, two different colored eyes were looking down at Trisha and some brown hair felt over the face that had a smile on the lips. It wasn’t easy to recognize the creature; the size and the fact that she looked human could only mean that she was a giantess or a hybrid creature but she knew the intention of the female creature as she spoke smiling.

“Mhhh something to eat for today …” she said and licked over her lips, a very well sign that this creature wouldn’t listen to her.

Before Trisha really could react two hands were lifting her up and now she could also see the rest of her body; the snake-tail with brown scales showed her that a naga was about to eating her.
But Trisha didn’t feel panic, she was just staring into the big face even if this naga wasn’t as big as others she met before, she wouldn’t have any problems to swallow her and it seemed like she wouldn’t waste any time. Her lips began to part and the inside of the mouth was visible, the tongue was lowered expectant to make enough room for Trisha and the uvula was waiting for the meal, but there was still no panic in the eyes of the wild mage, she had to accept this all as a natural part and everything would become fine.

She was dropped down into the mouth, the lips behind her began to close slowly and the tongue began to push her into the direction of the throat instantly. Trisha couldn’t see very much because everything was dark around her as the mouth was closed completely, she just felt how her clothes became wet and how the strong muscles of the tongue began to force her down the throat. First she could feel how her legs were still remaining in the mouth of the naga but only seconds later they were pushed down too. Gulp after gulp she was forced deeper until she reached the narrow stomach that didn’t leave her much space.

Trisha felt the hot walls of flesh around her and there was still no panic, she knew she had some time … and she would use this time. And so she began to concentrate herself, she began to cast her panic out of her body and her mind, she had to be calm or she really would end as a part of this naga. But even if she would, she had to accept it. She took a deep breath, a single mind began to create a wish and the wish was followed by her will, her strong will to escape from this place … just to leave all this … and as she opened her eyes, she was suddenly at another place. No sign of the naga, no sign of a hot stomach, no sign of Negav. Only her wet clothes remembered at the short and dangerous moment when she became food. She was safe … and now she needed time to rest.

Aurora, the naga, was in the meantime a little confused because her full stomach suddenly felt very empty. And into the bargain she also felt hungry again … what a day.


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The next moment the visitor was looking behind, because something attracted the attention of the guest … it was only a short moment and hard to see … a woman, clothed in a shirt and some long pants, without any shoes at her feet began to sneak through the jungles of Felarya. Her long black hair felt around her back and she walked into a special direction. Vale was her name, the visitor knew her and he also knew that this girl wasn’t away from her home without a special goal ... and it seemed this goal was close to her.
Vale was looking around before she began to step at a empty glade, not far away from this glade the visitor could hear water plashing. She took a last deep breath and knocked into the emptiness … and suddenly a caravan seemed to be visible. The door of the caravan was opened, Vale smiled shortly and entered … just one word could be heard from her “Hi Gunther …”


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But there were even more interesting happenings, for example our three giantesses we know. They were doing completely different actions. The first was the youngest of the trio, Jora. The blonde, smaller giantess was running through the jungles. Maybe she was hunting something and failed again? Nooo, this time she wasn’t hunting something … this time she WAS hunted. Jora tried to run away from a big naga, maybe three times bigger than the young giantess, but the naga was very fast and shouted behind her “Oh come on … I know you’ll like it …” but the only answer was “Mallika leave me alone … I don’t want to practice kissing with you!” and with a red colored face Jora was running faster than any time before in her life.

The second one, Jade, had some different kind of problems. She was arguing with a dryad that held a young human in her hand, lifted over her opened mouth. The giantess was growling at the dryad, her fist raised into the air to show that she would start a fight if the predator wouldn’t give her the struggling human. But the dryad was a little extremely stubborn and she refused to give her the human with reason that she caught him while he was sleeping. The result of this little “conversation” was a fight that was won by Jade with many wounds, but in the end she held the human in her hand and grinned satisfied.
As she sat him down he was sighing relieved “Thank’s Jade …” and the only answer of the giantess was “No problem Blaz … but be more careful the next time!”

And well … what was Marya doing? During the last weeks, and the fact that the story-tellers didn’t speak very much about her she was always searching for other predators and creatures to start a fight.

She always defended this behaving with “If nobody gives me attention I’ll take me some attention!”

Too bad for her that this time she tried to match herself with a daemon called Terror. She started to spit into her hairs, the result was a very short talking and a even longer catfight between daemon and giantess. Well for the result we are still waiting … they didn’t stop fighting until now … but many bet on Terror as the ultimate winner.


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Now that the visitor knew what happened to the three giantesses, there was the question about Felaryans greatest music-stars; Rev and his companion Darania. Well after the last very unsuccessful visiting in Negav Rev decided to do the only thing that cheered him up always; visiting his biggest fan!
And this fan had his home at the great three, had a snake tail and blond hair and was named: Indeed, Crisis! The only creature in the whole universe that loved his music and now he was sitting in front of her, playing his lute and sang his new composed own (terrible) song while Crisis was making a dance to this … some people called this strange behaving “Carameldansen …” but whatever this meant, it was a very disturbing look ….

This also thought Anna and Darania who went far away together …

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Finally there was just one view to two persons. One of these persons was sitting in a dark ruin on a throne made of stone. In his right hand a weapon, in the other a picture of a small girl with pink hair and a stern expression on her face. A weak smile came over the lips of Joshua … and he still was glad to be far away from anybody who could see that he really felt something for one person in the whole world … for Tanya.

And his companion Luna? Well Luna did what she did every second day; she was running away from Katrika, the naga, who tried to tell her how sorry she was and how much she liked the were-cat … of course Luna didn’t know this and still thought she would be the favorite food of the naga …

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And in the end … the day was over. It was a nice perspective to see everything but also very exhausting and maybe the visitor got a short look at a person standing a little away, smiling down on Felarya and mumbled “And this was the 200 …”

And it shall never end …



Never!
here it is, my 200th story. I don't know if you all will like the idea, I even don't know if this concept WAS a really good idea but I wanted to try something special. First I thought about doing a party like Zoekin did so many times, but I didn't want to copy his good ideas and so the idea began to grow about writing a story including the most of my characters but each of them connected with an character of another artist.

I know, some stories are shorter than the other and I hope nobody feels offended if he slithered into the shorter sections ^^; Finally I hope you all will like the story even if there are not too detailed :)

I also apology if somebody didn't make it in the story. I had many other artists I wanted to bring in the story but this would become too much.

To the persons:

Anko, Crisis and Anna belongs to :iconkarbo:

Aurora belongs to :iconkikijonson:

Blaz belongs ... or is ... erm whatever you want; :iconblazbaros:

Katrika and tanya both belong to :iconzoekin:

Gunther belongs to :iconrythmear:

Malika belongs to :iconturboman500:

And the bad Terror belongs to :iconmoonlight-pendent: :P


I want to thank all my readers for reading my stories, I love you all!
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feadraug's avatar
Quite a good way for celebrating 200nd stories, bios and the like! :D Many characters, little stories about them and all the fun you can ask for. ^_^