MortifiedPenguin said:
Aeronwen, In a Mall At Night, Modern(?) Times
She whispered something in to the ear of the wolf, and then simply ignored Aeronwen and her question. Tilting her head slightly up, the others in the group said hello to her, at least it may have been, coming from each of them it was a mix of, ?Welcome, salutations, greetings, hallo.?
The spell was most likely at fault, and then the buzzing began.
A low tone ringing through the mall, the wolf and girl in hood of red and dress seemed to take notice of it. The wolves? ears twitched, at least to Aeronwen it seemed like they did. While the girl raised an eyebrow, and muttered something under her breathe, her eyes narrowing to slits.
Ryans Solution said:
Dune, Near where The Golden Gate Bridge used to be, Modern(?) Times
Ultraman950 said:
Michi, Hawk Hill, California at Night, Modern(?) Times
As the hacking and slashing went at it, electricity sparked on to his blade. The thing was like an eel with each strand, the shocks he felt, and the heat the metal gave wasn?t painful yet, but it seemed to grow stronger.
The writhing mass began to shape around the curled figure, and it began to glow. Dimly at first, but in moments it grew in intensity and let forth a blinding flash.
Before he could react, Dune heard the woman let out a cry of pain, before the light and electricity washed over him like a wave. Falling in to the sand, the last things he perceived as the sound of two bodies hitting the sand, and a loud bang like gun fire.
Michi Dreamed, a city of stars glittering and bright like a diamond. It was beautiful with such an array of colors, that she couldn?t even define them past vibrant and awe-inspiring.
A feeling of happiness and love, like a mother?s embrace was coming from it, and peace was within her. Ethereal and ghostlike, she could feel her body dimly as it flew like a phantom past spires of architecture. Each was geometrically appealing and more as she flew deeper, in to what she?d guess was the heart of the city.
Then quaking began, as if the entire world was wracked with pain, buildings collapsed and fell in to rubble and stardust. Pain, anguish, and despair seemed to emanate from every corner, as if the very city was dying.
What was once bright and amazing, was now just piles of rubble, shaded darkly and tinged with rot and ruin.
Standing in the center upon an ashen heap, was a little girl, cherub like with a mop of black hair. Her skin was pale white matching the color of ash.
She was the cause of this
The dream shifted, and it was as if she was following the little girl from over her shoulder. She walked in a robe of black with a hood, and she was in the caves of her people.
As she walked paths familiar to Michi, her people began to crowd/circle around her, curious as to what a strange figure was doing in their caves. Reaching a larger chamber, the crowd around her was massive.
With a simple smile, and a point of her finger to the ceiling, the caves began to shake. Stalactites fell and pierced them, impaling them or crushing. Others began to flee to smaller entrances and exits, and like a cruel conductor, she pointed her other hand and with a wave? lava burst, in fonts of molten slag, incinerating and burning. A few rushed to attack, throwing, stabbing, hitting with whatever they had in hand, lava burst under the girls feet in a pillar.
Blinding her vision, Michi bore witness to the sights, the smells, and the sounds, all to real for a nightmare.
As the pillar died down, and lava flowed in the caves, through every nook and cranny, the girl looked up, stared at Michi in the eyes, and smiled an innocent grin.
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Opening her eyes, and hyperventilating, the sight of the night sky and stars above her met her gaze.
Sitting up, she was lying down in the sand, she felt the same, the sensations of pains from the thing were gone, but the dream? Vision? Was still vivid and fresh like an open wound.
Around here were 4 things, the Thing was on her right, looking like a discarded shell. It was a little more then a pile of metal pieces and strands. A dull gray it looked life less and dead.
The figures she seen were to her left, one was in the suit of black, with the silver lines at the cuffs, neck, joints, and with two down the middle of it. Face down in the sand the figure was silent, though gentle heaving pointed to it breathing.
The second as the one in dark green, brown, black mixture of colors and thick clothing. Helmet laying in the sand his face was clear as day (night).
Behind them both was a black bundle, small and cherub like, the mop of black hair was evident. 2+2=4, and obvious was the fact that it was the person in her dream/vision.
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Dune could heel the paralysis fading; his eyes screwed tight and not obeying his brains commands. It?d be a few minutes, at his guess, as senses began to return. His mouth tasted of burnt copper, his nose smelled like burnt hair, and his ears heard a figure moving on the sand.
The buzzing had stopped.
ruedyn said:
Wigbert, Fair Grounds in N. California at Night, Modern(?) Times
Riding forward they passed through the tree, on to a bridge, surrounded by mist and illuminated as if a full moon. With blanks of wood and stone pillars supporting it, the design was rustic.
Slowing the horse down the girl stayed atop it, while Wigbert?s did as well.
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(German-My names is Ash, and we?re in a safe place for now.)?
SamtheDeathclaw said:
Saoshyan, Jungle, New York City, night, modern(?) times
Ezekiel tapped Saoshyan on the shoulder, his heavy breathing and huffing now gone as if he suddenly had shut his mouth.
The echoes faded of the laughter, and around them in a semi-circle were raptors. Colored strangely and feathered, they looked with the stares of hunters and prey, waiting for the first to move.
The trees were too far away to climb and had claws/teeth, fighting was a choice.
The only clear exit was towards a lit opening past foliage, glass and metal were evident, along with a dim darkness.
