??? POV
The old men sat in a circle. These five, all that remained. Almost 200 years ago, they were amongst the last summoned. Heroes. Together, these five slew the Demon God, and his beloved Succubus Queen. They formed A religious order, and founded their own country.
Now, they sat with an oracle.
"Remy, Remy, mon amie... Your Grandchild has awakened that curse, And become that which we hate."
A wrinkled of fool laughed. "Which one? You know around a quarter of the people are Remy-boys Get."
A man with silver hair, muscles, and a handlebar mustache glared. "Shut up, Beau! You're just jealous I found the Elixer of youth Abd didn't Share. It's not my fault it made me more virile."
The other men laughed.
"But that's not all, Mon Amie. A child of man has Been cast to the Lizards. Turned into a bastardization of humanity to serve as breeding stock. These so called Dragons have gone too far. The great one commands their destruction."
"Well... alright then. I'll gather the army. Thank God, I've been Eager for a good holy war."
Remy stood and left. The others watched him go. Their oracle, a young girl this time, began shaking... then her head exploded. The four remaining men, long since having given up their humanity, began to feast on her corpse...
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A dark place.
He smiled. A Crack appeared in his prison. Soon, his corrupted 'heroes' would destroy another god... and his shackles would break. Ulthir, the God of undeath, would rise again... and the world would fall...
The dreamer awoke with a start. A Dragon-blooded Dwelf, She stared at her fellow slaves. The knowledge of her dream fading from memory.
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Chaska POV
Fira was an odd one. Or so they said. The other rider's had no idea.
Fira slept I'm the stables, sharing a berth with her beloved Storm. But they didn't know the truth.
Fira prayed every night to the dragon God, for a miracle... and just like every night, she followed her prayers with her Routine.
Chaska stood in the doorway, hidden by A bale of hay, as she enjoyed the show.
A young girl with Firey red hair and golden eyes Arched her back, Screaming in pleasure, as the 9 foot tall Black Wyvern Thrust Into her.
"Oh gods, Storm! YES! HARDER! Oh yes!... impregnate me! Make me birth your brood! OHHHHHH-MNNNNNNN!"
Chaska watched as the Wyvern finished... then lowered his head to lick his rider where they were joined...
"Oh, storm... maybe the gods will grant my wish..."
"They just might, Fira, Seeing as they Made Ol Cecil Drakons Nephew Into The Lady."
"CHASKA! I... I CAN EXPLAIN! I WAS FEEDING STORM, AND... I... I TRIPPED."
"And landed on his Cock, repeatedly?"
The girl turned red, and started to reply, but was interrupted by a 'splorch-pop' as The Wyverns Shaft Retracted. Fluids oozed down her legs.
"Look, Fira, I Ain't telling nobody. So ya get yer rocks off with a Wyvern, so what? Those Centaurs down south Breed with horses, when they've a shortage of Men. I won't judge."
"Okay... but promise not to tell?"
"I promise, little sister. Besides... after seeing the lady lay an egg that's half her size, THIS seems tame."
"Wait? Really? But how did she..."
"Elastic bones, apparently. Then Our God himself showed up... and she tried to Kill him. Can't say I Blame her... but that's why I'm here. The masters have human forms now, and we need you ta fetch yer cousin. Tell er to bring only the finest, fireproof materials. And boots. The Sleeping cave is STILL very... gooey. Something they don't tell ya bout dragons... GALLONS of afterbirth. Good thing it's JUST lubricating fluid. Imagine of they had live young. Ew."
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??? POV
A few months passed, rumors of war were building... when she made her way toward the mountain. Freedom from captivity in a Stone, held by a dark wizard...
She felt her love Shout in her mind... but she was too far from his seat of power. Her White Wings Carried her high above the Clouds.
"Tyrlith. Falnirth. Please be Alive. Mommy's coming." After nearly 200 years in a magical prison, a sealed pocket dimension, Clarion The White, The Angel Dragon, Was free. And In for a very pleasant Surprise.
The Dragon God was Overjoyed... His beloved was ALIVE. His family not only Whole once more, but Expanded.
Neither knew at the time, but both had the same thought... "I WILL PROTECT WHATS MINE FROM HARM. THE HEROES MUST FALL."
The White Dragon Flew onward, Shadowed by the Dark Eyes of her godly lover.
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Well I ain't playing poker with Remy he'd blow me away.
Splorch!
Yes. I seem to need that sound effect a lot for this one... because I Cannot think of a better one except Squelch, but that's more of a "hand in a mayonnaise jar" sound than a "glob of said Mayo hitting the floor" Sound. If you know what I mean.(seriously,that's how they used to do that SE for Hentai, apparently... A dude Fisting A Jar of Mayo, While another dude Slaps his Arm. Sounds like Sex, apparently.)
@Darkakuahebi Foley artists are incredible at their jobs. The team of subnautica got me scared of a creaking door with their damn crab-squid noise.
@wolfBrother there's a guy, who back in the 60s... he recorded himself jumping on various types of mattress, with and without a bedframe. He sold this recording to animation studios in Japan, and it gas since spread worldwide... so whenever a kid jumping on a bed, or a s*x scene involving a bed, comes up in Anime or Hentai, OR American cartoons, it's probably that same guy. His family Lives off the royalties alone.
The only exception I know of, are old Disney cartoons. Because in those days, of they needed a sound effect, Walt did them himself.
They literally Shake A Flat Aluminum Pan, in front of a fan, and hit an empty Washtub with a stick... And it's a thunderstorm. That's. Skill.
I can't do that! I've Tried!
And yeah,the subnautica guys are good. But I got a worse one.
Resident Evil made me fear Clocks. Because that damn dining room. Then, later, its stopped, dead silent... and you just KNOW something is about to go down... then it dosent.
To this day, I cannot be In a house with an analog clock, without a TV or radio going.
They Nailed the Atmosphere with that ONE line of Code, that one Audio track... And STILL haven't topped it.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick... brrr.