Chapter 26: Chapter 26
Tucked away amidst verdant fields, nestling close to the vibrant township of Vhahlla, lay an expansive Renaissance Faire that harkened back to the days of yore. This sprawling event showcased a myriad of attractions, drawing crowds from far and wide. The grounds teemed with merchants hawking their wares, stages hosting performances, food stalls offering delectable treats, and even a brothel for those seeking more intimate pleasures. A circus tent stood tall, promising thrilling spectacles, while nearby, a majestic lake glistened under the sun's rays. Amidst this lively scene, mythical creatures abounded; werewolves, orcs, vampires, elves, humans, dwarves, and the occasional lizard-man dressed in medieval garb wandered about, adding to the festive atmosphere. At times, a thunderous roar or bellows would echo through the air, heralding the arrival of a colossal monster threatening to cause havoc among the patrons. As these magnificent beasts traversed the faire, they added a touch of unpredictability and excitement to this magical gathering.
Many of the people working the fair were musclebound warriors drenched in masculinity with absence bulges, covered in fur and drenched in testosterone. On each staff member, there was either a red ribbon tied to their writs to indicate they were magical construct, or a green ribbon to show they were real. A black ribbon meant they were of the after-lifers, one of the people who had died and moved on. A gold meant they were a god or something else entirely. Every staff member had a name tag with their name, species, and magical specialty if they had one.
Several small portals leading from Midgard lead to the empty field Infront of the fair, feeding people. A large banner hangs across the main entrance saying, "Tournament of Might, Magic and Destiny, where Mortals, Gods and Love intersect."
Lobo nods in satisfaction at the sight of the banner, which catches the attention of many passersby. He takes a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of fresh grass mixed with the aroma of food. The crowd is growing by the minute, and anticipation hangs in the air like electric current.
Pyro grins, walking past Lobo. "Is the magical interface ready?"
Lobo laughs at Pyro's words. "Of cores its ready. Pyro, you made it. Its going to work perfectly. Every single person who is going to be here has already logged on and gone though the tutoraill, and mandatory test at the end. The magically binding NDA has been signed. Everyone knows that if they fuck up, their memory will be whipped."
Pyro grins, nodding in agreement. "That's a clever trick. I'm surprised it hasn't caused widespread panic or anarchy. Did you have to cast any spells to mess with their minds?"
Lobo shakes his head, his lips quirking in amusement. "Nah, it was all their own doing. People tend to forget things when they sign exclusive contracts with big companies. They give up their privacy and autonomy willingly, in exchange for temporal satisfaction. Hel predicted this would happen. It's quite fascinating, really. I had Fluffy go through the list of possible candidates to weed out people that would cause a problem. His foresight made a huge difference."
Pyro nods, impressed. "Fluffy is a brilliant strategist. He makes sure the team is always prepared for any situation."
Lobo smiles. "He certainly does."
As Lobo turns to survey the growing crowd, his eyes fall on a pair of beautiful, busty women making their way towards the entrance. Dressed in revealing leather outfits, they move with a grace and confidence that instantly catches Lobo's attention.
"Mmm, look at those two," he growls, his eyes gleaming with lust.
Baxter chuckles, squeezing Lobo's shoulder in a gesture of friendly affection. "Easy there, tiger. We're here to work, not play. Besides, I think those two are taken. Aslo, Lobo, you are GAY. As gay as the rest of us."
Sure enough, as the two women approach the entrance, they are greeted by a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and raven-black hair. He pulls them into a tight embrace, his hands instinctively cupping their generous curves. The lovebirds exchange a long, lingering kiss, their bodies molding together like putty.
Lobo sighs, and thinks of Terrance, and channels his lust towards him. He can feel his husband get hard through their link.
Lobo can't help but chuckle, shaking his head. Terrance is a lucky guy.
Grabbing a Megaphone, Lobo addresses the crowd, introducing each member of Team Jockstrap and the role they will be playing in the fair.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Tournament of Might, Magic and Destiny! I am Lobo, the fearless leader of the infamous Jockstrap Werewolf Pack, a group of mighty warriors dedicated to the pursuit of physical and magical excellence and of safe spaces. I, along with my assembled team, will be your hosts for the duration of the tournament. The gods of Earth have decided to open up the gates of the divine so we may mingle, learn and love. We stand in the land of Vahalla, in Asgard, where Odin is gracious enough to host this event."
"We aim to disslove the veil of secrecity between God, Goddeses, Humans and the magical tribes. All glamor's surrounding the magical tribes are banished in this event. Every single magical person here is here in their true form. We want you to learn from each other, exchange phone numbers and make friends. There is an instance amount of magic running around this space to keep it safe for everyone. STDs, Violence, intimidation and all those barriers were disabled. The first actual event starts in two hours. Everyone has their assigned quatres for the week-long event. All you have to do is hit the home button on your magical interface, and you will be taken there. Many of the booths contain time bubbles. You exit one minuite or so after you enter."
"Some of the people here are NPC style characters. Find one you like, and ask them to be your tour guide for the duration. They will answer questions you have, and also carry your stuff. They will imprint upon you. These people are simple AI programs given physical forms. After the event, you will still have access to them as an app on your phone so you can continue to learn more about us."
"We want you to take pictures, make videos and to make memories. This is going to be a yearly event. If you complete the scavenger hunt, you can come back next year, free of charge, if you still meet the qualifications.
As you explore the wondrous world of Valhalla, you will encounter various members of the Jockstrap Werewolf Pack, manning different booths or wandering around, mingling with people. The Jockstrap Pack is led by King Drake, of the Rome Werewolves. King Tony of the Minotaur Tribe is part of the pack to, We also have the Infamous Fluffy, who overthrew the magical council last week, and the Villainous Thanos, and his wife Hel, ruler of the Underworld, and her brother Fenir, and their father Loki! We are all about inclusivity and safe spaces. We believe in redemption, second chances and safe spaces. "
Go have fun, see the sights, and learn, love and enjy. The Tournament of Champions will start tomorrow morning at 11 AM. Odin and Zues will take the floor from there. In a bit, you will be magically teleported into the fair. Remember to keep an eye on your magical interfaces. There are lots of rewards for participating, learning and asking questions. Welcome to the best day of your life!"
Lobo signed off. He looked at the crowd of people, gathered. His magical interface says that there are about 100,000 people attending. roughly half of them were human. The reaming half were of the magical tribes. Every single one of them was willing to go public with their magical idedinty and come out of the closet. Backup plans were put in place to protect them if things went wrong. Thier social medias were already altered to indicate that they were not quite human. Humans knew the magical tribes existed, but there was never any actual proof on the news.
Lobo gets a message from Fluffy.
"I got a psychic hit on on someone named Jasper. He feels like one of us. He likes muscle, and cock and werewolves, minotaur's and being dominated. He is also a below the knee amputee like I was. He is a catalyst, and he wears my triple triangle. Give him a back stage pass, and quest to meet all of us, and get him wolf to ride. He isn't on the list of people we invited. Spot said that a higher power than him added Jasper to the invite list at the last moment."
Lobo's senses went on high alert. It was rare for Spot, the god of perception and prophecy, to miss something as crucial as this. The man named Jasper was definitely a person of interest, especially if he ticked all of Fluffy's boxes. Lobo made a mental note to look out for Jasper once inside the fair.
Lobo grinned, scanning the crowd as he spoke, his deep, rumbling voice carrying across the field and drawing the eyes of everyone present. "How do you feel about Jasper being sent here? Should we be concerned about him?"
Lobo asked Fluffy, a hint of worry creeping into his usually confident tone.
Fluffy shook his head, a reassuring smile on his lips. "No need to worry. I have a feeling Jasper will be a valuable addition to our team. He's a catalyst, after all. And I have a soft spot for people like us, who have to overcome physical challenges."
Lobo nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "Alright, I'll keep an eye out for him. In the meantime, let's get this show on the road. Fluff, I got an oracle question for you."
Fluff looked up from where he was setting up his booth, his expression curious. "Sure thing, Lobo. What's your question?"
Lobo frowned, his thick brows furrowing as he tried to phrase his thoughts. "Is there something we should know about this Jasper person? Something that might cause trouble for us, or for him?"
Fluff shook his head, his long, grey brown fur spilling over his broad shoulders. "Nope. Jasper's a good guy. He's from Earth, just like us. He loves muscle, cock, and being dominated. Now, this is interesting. When he lost his leg, he laughed instead of cried."
Lobo paused, considering Fluffy's words. "So, you're saying Jasper is a strong person who's faced adversity and emerged victorious?"
Fluffy nodded. "He's a fighter, Lobo. He won't back down, even in the face of danger. And he's fiercely loyal to those he cares about. I have no doubt he'll be an asset to our team."
Lobo nodded, feeling a surge of excitement. "Who do you recommend we assign to him?"
Lobo asked, his deep voice rumbling with anticipation.
Fluffy thought for a moment, before answering. "I suggest Terrance. He's a good guy, and he's great with newbies. He'll make Jasper feel welcome and comfortable. Plus, he's got a great body, and he knows how to use it."
Lobo's mouth went dry at the thought of Terrance and Jasper together, their sweaty muscles straining and grinding against each other as they explored their newfound connection.
He shook his head, trying to clear the sudden surge of lust from his mind.
"I agree, Fluffy. Terrance is a great pick for Jasper. I'm sure they'll get along famously."
Fluff smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I know they will, Lobo. Trust me, I have a feeling about this. He isn't meant to be one of us. Under No circumstances are we to convert him. He is to stay baseline human. He can be part of our inner circle, but he can't be part of Team Jockstrap."
Lobo looked at Fluffy, confused. "Why not? I don't understand."
Fluffy sighed, running a hand through his silk-like fur. "Jasper is special, Lobo. He's meant to bridge the gap between mortals and magical beings. The gods have chosen him, and he has a destiny to fulfill. He can't be part of a team like ours. It would throw off the natural order of things, and it could have dangerous consequences for both him and us. The best we can do is be friends with him and make him magically resistant to our sexual advances. He is basically a werewolf stuck in human form. He has a wolf self, but no way to manifest it."
Fluffy explained, watching as Lobo absorbed the information.
Lobo nodded, understanding starting to dawn on him. "I see. He's like a werewolf, but without the ability to shift. And he's meant to be a bridge between the mortal and magical worlds."
Fluffy nodded, looking pleased that Lobo understood. "Exactly. And we have to respect his choice and his path. We can't force him to be something he's not."
Lobo nodded in agreement, his mind still racing with all the implications. "Can I send Shadw instead of Terrance? I think he would respond better to the most wereweriest werewolf we have."
Lobo suggested, a sly grin spreading on his handsome face.
Fluffy laughed, his silky voice ringing out like a melodic bell. "Yeah, I bet you're right. Shadw can be pretty intimidating, but he's also really friendly and welcoming. I think Jasper will appreciate that. I get the feeling that Jasper knows he is different. Let Shadow know that if Jasper flat-out asks why he is getting personal attention, send him to me."
And with that, Fluffy turned his attention back to setting up his booth, leaving Lobo to his thoughts.
Lobo's mind was now swirling with all the possibilities and potential consequences that came with Jasper's arrival.
But before Lobo could ponder further, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. "Hey, boss man!"
Lobo turned to see Wolf, the burly and muscular werewolf with a quick wit and an even quicker temper, striding towards him. Wolf's broad chest was bare, save for a leather harness that showcased his massive pecs and endless abs, while a pair of tight leather pants hugged his powerful thighs.
His long, shaggy hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and his piercing blue eyes sparkled with mischief and excitement.
Lobo grinned, Wolf's energy contagious and invigorating. "Hey, Wolf. How's it going?"
Wolf let out a husky, infectious laugh. "Can't complain, boss man. I love it here, I love the crowd, and I'm ready to put on a show.
I think I am in my element, surrounded by bodies of every shape, size, and species. I feel incredibly attracted to them all, and I can smell their arousal, the excitement in their blood.
Wolf stopped beside me, his arm brushing against mine. I could feel his warmth and strength, and it sent a jolt of electricity through my body. He looked at me with his bright blue eyes, his lip curling up in a lazy, playful smirk. "You know, Lobo, I've been thinking.
We're here to bring people together, right?"
Wolf's deep, gravelly voice was like a caress against Lobo's skin. He suddenly found himself lost in the depths of Wolf's gaze, unable to look away.
Wolf continued, his voice low and seductive. "Well, what if we took that one step further? What if we helped these people find true love, true connection?"
Lobo raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"And how do you propose we do that, Wolf?"
Wolf let out a low, rumbling chuckle. "Well, we could start by setting up some speed dating events, or maybe host a mixer or three. And, of course, there's always the option of a little matchmaking. I bet there are plenty of lonely hearts out there just waiting for someone to introduce them to their soulmate."
Lobo couldn't help but laugh at Wolf's enthusiasm. "You know what, Wolf? I think you're onto something. Let's do it. Fluff has a thing for bringing togther soulmates. Reach out to him and ask him to activte that trick. Get him to funnel it though the match making events.
Let's help these people find love and connection." Lobo couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment at Wolf's words. This was exactly the kind of positive, inclusive energy that he wanted to foster during the fair.
"Connor, were you monitoring what Fluff said about Jasper?"
Lobo asked, his voice low and intense.
"Yes, son. Fluff made some good points. Jasper is definitely a special case. What do you need?"
Connor asked, always attentive and eager to assist.
Lobo glanced at Fluffy, who gave a subtle nod of approval. Turning back to Connor, Lobo said, "When the large group of people teleport in make sure Jasper lands in Shadows arms. And can you make sure that Shadow gives him a damage resistance pill so he won't get hurt by having sex with us?"
Lobo requested, a playful glint in his eye.
Connor nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "You got it, Lobo. Consider it done. Ill add in a stamina spell too. Shadow can quite literally go all night. Ill tell Shadow to give the man whatever he wants within reason."
Lobo smiled, grateful for Connor's trusted insight and cooperation.
Lobo turned back to the ever-growing crowd, scanning the sea of faces for any signs of Jasper. Lobo sighed, knowing it didn't matter. He was going to be telepoertrd to Shadow anyway.
Here, he would receive a hero's welcome, and be shown the best time of his life. With Shadow, he would be safe.
Lobo's eyes caught the time on his watch, realizing it was almost the starting time. "Gather 'round, children," Lobo boomed into his megaphone, and the crowd quieted down. " And for those of you who don't know, your magical interfaces are located on your wrists. If you're having trouble, find one of the many helpful staff members milling around in their red, green, black, or gold ribbons. They'll be happy to assist.
Now, I know I don't have to remind you of the rules of the tournament. But I will anyway, because that's just the kind of guy I am.
Number one: No weapons. This is a friendly competition, not a battle royale.