Carnatis Inviktus(Reserved)

[DwerBomb]

A drop of sweat fell from Alma's forehead.
<...what's happening to me? Why am I shivering?>
This trembling line of thought ran through the Banshee's mind.
<This thing...it...scares me?!>

After cying a raged cry, she charges at the creature.
"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!"

(Alma's sanity is fcuked up by now :/)

Edited September 5, 2014 by DwerBomb

[Battal]

"Sitting here waiting for the teleport to complete is getting kind of boring, Rusty..."

[Silentdarkness1]

(Battal, shuush. You have to wait for a bit. This is a meanwhile sort of thing.)

[DwerBomb]

(I don't get why I have to wait too)

[Blewcheese]

Darkness spread from where Entropy was, sending an enslaught of shadow claws and spear-like projectiles at the stranger to support Alma's charge.

[Silentdarkness1]

(Er, you don't, Dwer? ) The stone creature sidestepped the attacks, and grabbed Alma by the throat, in a crushing grip. It brought her up to eye level for a brief moment before throwing her into the nearest tree. Before it could continue it's attack, however, it seemed to hear something. It dashed off in a hurry.

Edited September 5, 2014 by Silentdarkness1

[DwerBomb]

"あああああ! Come back here, you mother fu- *cough*"

Alma stands up and coughs again, just before rushing in the creature's direction.

[Silentdarkness1]

The creature merely melted away into the ground, vanishing from sight altogether.

[Battal]

Vislig whistles nonchalantly.

[Blewcheese]

Entropy sighed warily. "Come on, Alma. Let's go back."

[Hugos10]

Meanwhile I was probably doing something heroic, like breaking the fourth wall or getting stuck in other dimensions.

Edited September 6, 2014 by Hugos10

[DwerBomb]

Alma whispers some words in an unknown lenguage, then goes back to Entropy.

"Take that silk and let's leave this place."

[Silentdarkness1]

( @Lord_Battal you truly don't know when to stop, do you? *SIGH* FINE.)

 

Rustlung and Vilsig rematerialized in a staircase of sorts. It was dark, but well-lit enough to see that it was made of yellow thulecite.

 

"Come along now, Vilsig."

 

Rustlung continued down the staircase.

[Battal]

(I was joking for the most part, but okay, okay.  I only have one character, so it's kind of irritating when he's just suddenly incapacitated.)

 

"You can stop saying that.  I'm not exactly going anywhere else."

[DwerBomb]

Meanwhile, Marcy, still attached to Wilson's arm, asks him:

"Would you...I mean, are you able to make me a walking cane? It would be great to be able to walk alone"

She blushes a bit.

"Not...not that I don't like holding you..."

[Silentdarkness1]

(Uh huh. There's nothing wrong with merely spectating for a bit.)

 

"We shouldn't get too far apart though, Vilsig. My minion might mistake you for a trespasser and destroy you completely. Stay close."

 

"..What?...Oh....yes...yes, of course. I should've thought of that earlier. Just hold on a second."

 

Wilson gently pulled himself out of Marcy's grasp, and went over to his chests, rummaging through the supplies a bit more.

Edited September 6, 2014 by Silentdarkness1

[Blewcheese]

Entropy nodded, unleashing a pair of terrorbeaks to hold the silk, and began towards Wilson. "Are you injured?"

[Battal]

"I'm warming up to your minion already."  Vilsig says, following Rustlung.

[DwerBomb]

Marcy waits in her usual pose, with her left hand gently closed on her heart.

(Very moe-like)

Alma shakes her head.

"Still strong."

Edited September 6, 2014 by DwerBomb

[Silentdarkness1]

The smell of nightmare fuel filled Vilsig's senses. A LOT of it. An overpowering stench. Vilsig and Rustlung stepped out onto a series of long, circular Thulecite platforms overlooking depths deeper still. The sound of an ocean, perhaps, filled the air. Rustlung walked up to the edge of the first platform, and looked down.

 

"Look at what lies below, Vilsig."

 

Wilson eventually fished out a wooden cane, adorned with a handle made from a walrus's tusk.

 

"Here we go...I don't quite recall why I made this....maybe in desperate preparation to die of old age..."

 

Wilson walked back to Marcy, and handed the cane to her.

[Blewcheese]

Entropy nodded as they neared Wilson's encampment. "That's good. But please, from now on, don't try to run off like that."

[DwerBomb]

"Thank you."

She says as she tries out the cane.

"It's really handy."

[Silentdarkness1]

"My pleasure."

[DwerBomb]

Marcy coughs, more embarassed then before.

"Wilson...I wonder..."

She says while walking closer to him.

"...what you look like."

[Silentdarkness1]

"....I hope it's a face that won't scare you. When we get out of here, i'm going to try and find a way to let you see again. And then you can find out. How does that sound?"