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fandomtownies2014-03-27 11:43 am
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Selkie Lake, Thursday Early Morning
The rifts were starting to open without Booker's help. Well, fine; it gave him better opportunities to find a way out of here. Still hadn't caught sight of the girl anywhere, which made him suspect she really wasn't here.
He looked out over the lake with a sigh. "This has been going on for too long, Booker," he muttered. He felt a sting of sudden pain and yanked his foot away. Staring downwards, he watched as a dribble of hot lava poured out from a tear under his foot. The rift widened to his left, and more lava came out-- and with it, dark floating ashes that found themselves cast to the wind.
They'd start clouding up the sky soon enough.
He yanked open another rift, and a weird monkey.. pony... thing skittered past him, leaping over the newly lava-filled lake in a bizarrely graceful arc. Second one? Harpies, tearing up through the air and scratching him across the head. "Jesus!" What kind of insanity had this island held over these past few centuries?
The third got him a weird angel statue... thing. Still not useful. At least that wouldn't attack him. He turned his back on it, staring out at the lake again. Wasn't there anywhere on this island that'd let him skip on to the next one...?
A moment later, he found himself standing on the boardwalk staring up at jutting marble pillars and stands. "...What the hell?"
[[ the monsters have been unleashed! please note that while we've got weeping angels, they work in a subtly different way - due to the amount of weird timey-wimey stuff happening on the island, they'll just zap you to another location on it if you get caught. please don't get zapped into the lava lake. ]]
He looked out over the lake with a sigh. "This has been going on for too long, Booker," he muttered. He felt a sting of sudden pain and yanked his foot away. Staring downwards, he watched as a dribble of hot lava poured out from a tear under his foot. The rift widened to his left, and more lava came out-- and with it, dark floating ashes that found themselves cast to the wind.
They'd start clouding up the sky soon enough.
He yanked open another rift, and a weird monkey.. pony... thing skittered past him, leaping over the newly lava-filled lake in a bizarrely graceful arc. Second one? Harpies, tearing up through the air and scratching him across the head. "Jesus!" What kind of insanity had this island held over these past few centuries?
The third got him a weird angel statue... thing. Still not useful. At least that wouldn't attack him. He turned his back on it, staring out at the lake again. Wasn't there anywhere on this island that'd let him skip on to the next one...?
A moment later, he found himself standing on the boardwalk staring up at jutting marble pillars and stands. "...What the hell?"
[[ the monsters have been unleashed! please note that while we've got weeping angels, they work in a subtly different way - due to the amount of weird timey-wimey stuff happening on the island, they'll just zap you to another location on it if you get caught. please don't get zapped into the lava lake. ]]