Post by lodnir on Oct 18, 2015 21:57:27 GMT -6
"'O miserable of happy! Is this the end
Of this new glorious world... ?'"
-John Milton, Paradise Lost
Of this new glorious world... ?'"
-John Milton, Paradise Lost
You arrive at a smoldering and broken crater so vast that you cannot see the other edge of it from where you are standing. Plumes of acrid black smoke billows from melted pits here and there in the disaster radius. Even in the middle of such a barren wasteland this pit is beyond inhospitable? What in the world happened here? Against your better judgement but spurred on by your curiosity you descend down the slope. Its surface is smooth and still somewhat warm to the touch making hard to gain footing and avoid the hazards of the terrain. Eventually you come to a point where you can see a figure huddled over in the direct epicenter of wherever the explosion or impact must have occurred. A survivor? Unlikely; perhaps someone else who has come to investigate? As you draw closer you indeed find that the figure was a girl hunched over and shivering with hands over her head. She's dressed in an ostentatious black embroidered gown and a ridiculous looking long black cape. Before you can call out to her however the world shakes for a bit and there is a flash of blinding light as a woman materializes behind the crouching figure; the new arrival has long billowy elegant looking clothes with lots of wing motifs and ornamental(/=?) wings scattered throughout. She also appears drunk. Very, very drunk. From here you are able to make out their conversation.
"I'mmmm baaaaack!♥ " The suddenly appearing drunk woman sings, her expression then turns dour and conspiratorial. "And you won't believe what slander that upstart Zevize and cooking up about m-"
Lucidity suddenly overcomes the woman as she looks around at the smoldering ruins surrounding her. She looks down to the girl.
"What did you do." Her voice is stone cold and cutting but somehow still muscial in its anger. The girl's shivering intensifies as she looks around tot he figure but tries her best not to make eye contact.
"What did you d-" The woman leans over presumably to try and pick up the girl by her ridiculous cape and shake her, but her drunken body only manages of fall over on top of the girl. Angrily.
"I...I-I might have accidentally use the doomsday device accidentally....On accident." The girl manages to convey lying prone with the woman sprawled over most of her back.
"YOU WHA-Hurk..." Suddenly, horrible retching noises. Terrible melodic retching noises.
"I'm so sorr- please don't puke in my hair!" Golden sunshine like liquid rivulets of...something dance in the corner of your eye and you advert your gaze.