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The Hydlaa Plaza / Re: Suicide Game
« on: October 22, 2011, 05:44:49 pm »
A blind clamod menki enters Kada-El's, his staff making it's familiar "clack clack clack" against the stone and wood floors. The smell of death permeates the air, and his sharp senses pick it up. He gasps and grows quite concerned, "Hello? Is there anyone here?" Allelia has long since left the establishment, unable to stomach the unfortunate scenes of accidental death. The only thing currently living to respond is that innocent gerbil. It scurries over to him and chirps to Miomo.
Not one to let any of Xiosia's creatures go unnoticed, he bends down saying, "Oh, hello there little one. Do you know what happened here?" He feels around for the gerbil, and finds it when it bites him on the hand, "Ouch!" he exclaims, pulling his paw back and rubbing the wound with his other one. Figuring that he mistook the cute chirp, and this was in fact a rat, he started whacking at it with his staff. Being blind, and the gerbil being small, it took several attempts before he made contact, but that one hit was enough to squish the mammal.
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About one week later, Miomo was frothing at the mouth. He was lost somewhere in the forest between Hydlaa and Levrus' magic shop. It was raining, and he was filthy. The disease was eating away at his brain, and making him crazy, like his sister. He stumbled about, tripping over roots and small bushes while slurring Aramara's name repeatedly, but hardly recognizably. He wasn't that far from the main path in fact, and he heard a rivnak trotting down it. He turned to the sound and his insanity was apparent in his unfocusing eyes, having lost his glasses days ago. The crazy clamod sprinted towards the sound and fell down onto the main path right in front of the rivnak. The beast reared up, terrified, and rightfully so. It came down, and the full force of it's hooves crushed his skull, sending it's poor dermorian rider to pitch forward off of the creature.
A nightlantern fell out of Miomo's paw.
[Travosh will soon run out of fingers with which to keep count on.]
Not one to let any of Xiosia's creatures go unnoticed, he bends down saying, "Oh, hello there little one. Do you know what happened here?" He feels around for the gerbil, and finds it when it bites him on the hand, "Ouch!" he exclaims, pulling his paw back and rubbing the wound with his other one. Figuring that he mistook the cute chirp, and this was in fact a rat, he started whacking at it with his staff. Being blind, and the gerbil being small, it took several attempts before he made contact, but that one hit was enough to squish the mammal.
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About one week later, Miomo was frothing at the mouth. He was lost somewhere in the forest between Hydlaa and Levrus' magic shop. It was raining, and he was filthy. The disease was eating away at his brain, and making him crazy, like his sister. He stumbled about, tripping over roots and small bushes while slurring Aramara's name repeatedly, but hardly recognizably. He wasn't that far from the main path in fact, and he heard a rivnak trotting down it. He turned to the sound and his insanity was apparent in his unfocusing eyes, having lost his glasses days ago. The crazy clamod sprinted towards the sound and fell down onto the main path right in front of the rivnak. The beast reared up, terrified, and rightfully so. It came down, and the full force of it's hooves crushed his skull, sending it's poor dermorian rider to pitch forward off of the creature.
A nightlantern fell out of Miomo's paw.
[Travosh will soon run out of fingers with which to keep count on.]