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(Is it okay if i give Ayasha the ability to make fireballs in red hound form and/or shadowbolts (Bolts of shadow, obviously) while in wolf form? I feel like she needs some sort of ranged attack. How strong/weak they are is your choice.)

(Sorry for double post)

After continuing to stare wordlessly at Susanne for about 20 seconds Ayasha finally stops, but still keeps one eye on Susanne just in case.

"Wilson, i know this is coming out of nowhere, but how long have you been here? You know, in this world?"

"That's something we have in common then... but you probably have been here a little bit longer than me. Anyways, you probably have not, but have you ever even seen this person before?" She points at Susanne

"I feel like i've seen someone before that looks exactly like her. From what i remember, anyway."

(I'm here.

 

I have a thing called 'Life' to tend to.)

 

Susanne still doesn't talk, but she reflects over how long she has been trapped in this God forsaken world. Time isn't exactly a perfect concept here; it is as unpredictable as the rest of the world. If she counted the total as normally, though, she guessed that she was here for approximately four years.

 

Strange. It didn't seem that long to her. It felt like her life was lived in fast forward perpetually.

(Quick question: Should I have Entropy recognize Rapstallion?)

 

Entropy looked over at Weifell, frowning slightly. "Is something wrong?" Under normal circumstances, he would have been able to sense another shadowy presence. However, he was still getting used to being near all the others for the first time.

((Probably, yes, they both are from the ranks of Them. Oh, and yes, fvcked up beasts.))

"S-s-something's coming for us...there! In the dark!"

A loud snarl sounds off and a large hound-esque beast charged, swiping at Weifell, leaving deep claw marks. The Furmean yelped out in pain and fell just 5 inches away from the fire.

"That damned cursed fool is nothing more than a siren for you mortals...and especially you, Entropy!" A shadowy horse creature stepped forth, with wings dripping of nightmare fuel. Rapstallion. "You bastard, you played yourself a damn good card."

"The last thing you see before your inevitable fate, madam." Rapscallion turns his head to his shadow hound beast. "Kill her." The shadow hound snarls and charges towards Ayasha at full speed. He turns to the rest of his minions. One is plant-like, with an eye-plant like head, another looks like a Terrorbeak...but much bigger, and more dragon-like. The last one looks more humanoid, but instead of a normal humanoid head, there was a batilisk instead. The last servant lifted up it's hands, which bore long deadly claws. "Dinnertime." The rest of the servants charged for the group. Rapscallion focused his sights on Entropy, and he slowly trotted towards him. "You should have never left, Entropy. You shall meet the same fate as the rest of this pitiful group."

"Oh? Did you really miss me that much, Rapscallion?" Entropy glanced at the shadowy beings charging at the rest of the group. It was certainly chaotic. "Try not to die." He advised the prisoners before returning his gaze to Rapscallion. "What you do is wrong. What you may call growing soft is simply opening my eyes to the pain and suffering that you know as entertainment." He allowed the chaos nearby to feed into him, to give him energy. Darkness coiled around his hands. "Must we battle? Or are you too ignorant to see the err in you ways?"

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