RE: Godhood XIV - Usurper [Honey Edition]
03-20-2013, 10:39 PM
Nash-Marr just silently takes all this in, Olmolm's Act enough of a distraction to miss Craft's first question. Not a great first impression.
The ink-eyed hound shies closer to Olmolm's side, the initial warm welcome clearing his mind enough to listen properly. Process. Grasp a gourd in still-shaky hands and kick it back without thinking. Choke. Sneeze. Pop a planet into existence, safely out of harm or even attention's way; barely in stable orbit. More of a mistake of a rock, really. -2 acts
Breathe again. "Nash-Marr. My name is Nash-Marr. I do not think I am supposed to be here."
He nods at Lord Rack's suggestion for space, and inches round to examine Seriba. Turns it over in his hands, ragged nails twitching just above its surface.
A nervous twitch. Dig in. Talons furrow and scratch and gouge up a neat quarter of Seriba's surface, carving upon it a messy, chopped-up continent of chasms and steep valleys and jagged peaks. The transformation startles the godling, and he backs away with his face already aghast. -1 Act
He wrings his accursed paws, trying to hide the offending claws and their untidy handiwork. "I-I'm sorry. I should not have done that."
The ink-eyed hound shies closer to Olmolm's side, the initial warm welcome clearing his mind enough to listen properly. Process. Grasp a gourd in still-shaky hands and kick it back without thinking. Choke. Sneeze. Pop a planet into existence, safely out of harm or even attention's way; barely in stable orbit. More of a mistake of a rock, really. -2 acts
Breathe again. "Nash-Marr. My name is Nash-Marr. I do not think I am supposed to be here."
He nods at Lord Rack's suggestion for space, and inches round to examine Seriba. Turns it over in his hands, ragged nails twitching just above its surface.
A nervous twitch. Dig in. Talons furrow and scratch and gouge up a neat quarter of Seriba's surface, carving upon it a messy, chopped-up continent of chasms and steep valleys and jagged peaks. The transformation startles the godling, and he backs away with his face already aghast. -1 Act
He wrings his accursed paws, trying to hide the offending claws and their untidy handiwork. "I-I'm sorry. I should not have done that."
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow