RE: TERRARIUM - Round 1: Apocalypse
08-09-2017, 11:36 AM
"Oh dear, and I was just in the middle of my newsletter."
This was of course, the primary concern of Mierra, as she was almost finished! It wouldn't be the first time that she took an extended leave of absence, but it was the first involuntary one. After a moment, Mierra had a thought, "I suppose that this isn't too unfavorable a situation, I'm sure there's a lot of exciting things around here, and I've been meaning to stretch my legs for a bit."
Mierra looked around, seeing a thick forest, intermingling with the tall, tall buildings afar. Meirra sniffed the air, searching for any wandering souls.
"Hey, hey you, hey you over there!"
Meirra looked at the source of the voice, seeing a rotting head devoid of any truly notable features, rolling towards her.
"Hey you, yeah you, get over here, come on, let me just."
In a moment, the head leaped up, lunging mouth first towards the necromancer, who was not phased and confused at the heads actions, as it attempted with futility to bite her.
"Whatever are you doing?"
"I'm trying to bite you!"
"Why?"
"So that I can feast on yer flesh!"
"Well, that's not nice!" Mierra focused, grabbing the head with one of her arms and, with a flash of energy, taking control of its soul.
"Now," she dropped the much less fiesty head onto the floor, "Take me to whoever made you, they need a stern talking to on keeping track of their undead servants! Feasting on the flesh of the innocent, how uncouth."
The head nodded and then hopped along, leading the undead bug to its master, deeper into the forest.
This was of course, the primary concern of Mierra, as she was almost finished! It wouldn't be the first time that she took an extended leave of absence, but it was the first involuntary one. After a moment, Mierra had a thought, "I suppose that this isn't too unfavorable a situation, I'm sure there's a lot of exciting things around here, and I've been meaning to stretch my legs for a bit."
Mierra looked around, seeing a thick forest, intermingling with the tall, tall buildings afar. Meirra sniffed the air, searching for any wandering souls.
"Hey, hey you, hey you over there!"
Meirra looked at the source of the voice, seeing a rotting head devoid of any truly notable features, rolling towards her.
"Hey you, yeah you, get over here, come on, let me just."
In a moment, the head leaped up, lunging mouth first towards the necromancer, who was not phased and confused at the heads actions, as it attempted with futility to bite her.
"Whatever are you doing?"
"I'm trying to bite you!"
"Why?"
"So that I can feast on yer flesh!"
"Well, that's not nice!" Mierra focused, grabbing the head with one of her arms and, with a flash of energy, taking control of its soul.
"Now," she dropped the much less fiesty head onto the floor, "Take me to whoever made you, they need a stern talking to on keeping track of their undead servants! Feasting on the flesh of the innocent, how uncouth."
The head nodded and then hopped along, leading the undead bug to its master, deeper into the forest.
Standing here, The way ahead's becoming clear
All across these new frontiers
In my hands I hold the ones I love
Walk forward through the cold dawn
Always to new horizons
All across these new frontiers
In my hands I hold the ones I love
Walk forward through the cold dawn
Always to new horizons